I'll Pass ft. Styles P Lyrics

All the rappers are singers, I try to listen to rap but I can't nigga, all the rappers are singers

And I ain't say your shit trash, I'm just saying I'll pass

If I'm being rude then pardon me, but this shit is really starting to sound like R&B

All these rappers and singers need an R&B hook, you can get a rapper to sing it

I come from the era where all the rappers would bring it

But them days are long gone, all I hear is ad-libs, when I put a song on

Why you mumbling, what's wrong with your mouth? I don't understand the rhyme, dawg, what it's about

Why the auto-tune, what's wrong with your voice? Why you stealing niggas style, shit, what's wrong with your choice

Sucker niggas made the plan work, took the book bag, switched it to the man purse

I'ma keep it hip-hop, been a fam first

She a savage but her man not, gotta understand the plan lock

Welcome to D-Block, sorta like Jamrock

Rappers don't sing over here, we from the sandbox

All the rappers are singers

I try and listen to rap, but I can't nigga, all the rappers are singers

And I ain't say your shit trash, I'm just saying I'll pass

If I'm being rude then pardon me, but this shit is really starting to sound like R&B

I live like I'm already on, before I came out the womb, son, I was already Sean

Niggas calling my phone at like four in the morning, but them pies been sold, son, they already gone

If he trustworthy, you can let him in

Niggas know that I'm a gangster and a gentleman

I pull up right on the boss, fuck all the middlemen

It's summertime, I got on cargoes and Timberlands

If it's hot in the kitchen, make sure the fan work

Them grams is white now, they was tan first

He put his finger on the trigger, then the can burst

I take a nigga pack right up out his man purse

You just wanna live fast and die young

I'm trying to get divide funds

Niggas will rob you and kill you where I'm from

My man did a bunch of time, but he ain't done

10 plus, he got time in

Niggas do more dope than Frankie Lymon

These niggas ain't got what it take

Niggas think they Chris Brown or they Drake

Niggas fake, uh

All the rappers are singers

I try to listen to rap, but I can't nigga, all the rappers are singers

And I ain't say yo shit trash, I'm just saying I'll pass

If I'm being rude, then pardon me

But this shit is really starting to sound like R&B, uh