Gentrified Genius Lyrics

I'm a gentrified genius

These rappers washed up

And they done closed down the cleaners

This year I bossed up

I turned you boys into dreamers

Now I'm talking large Bucks

Like when Giannis playing Phoenix

Made it winter in the summer

Doing numbers I'm the meanest

Know my momma thought

The route I'd end up taking be the scenic

They bust a u-turn and hit the lights when they seen us

Didn't even read rights

But Miranda intervened us

She said

Excuse me Mr Blue Badge Boy

You got license and registration just like

You asked for

Don't turn this into something he could blast for

I'm sure you speed and do the same in your new fast toy

I'm sure

You don't need all the pleas

Paid leave

You ain't gotta wear you badge on your sleeve

Right Steve

He said boy in this world

These the friends you gone need

I'm a leave you warning

Lil nigga don't speed

Agreed

I'm a gentrified genius

I moved outta the hood

And brought niggas to arenas

They strapped like Gilbert story filler's

In the

Cause I'm a fuck the world till I cum up to a Zenith

I hijack the climax

Run off on the plug

When I die

Heaven holds court

God gone be the judge

Know he popping like Cochran

Double down doing doctrine

I got good karma dropping

So either way its love

Look boy

I'm a gentrified genius

In my blood to keep iron

But I wasn't born anemic

Throwing up Ls

For the low like we all bulimic

I done done my share of dirt

I know My soul ain't the cleanest

I'm Lupac Shakur the son of the late Afeni

Tinted windows on the lac to tinted windows on the Lamborghini

Ain't going back and forth over the net

Wit you Venus

Make these tramps rub the lamp

And blow kisses to the genie

Ha

I'm a gentrified genius

She ratchet wit the racket but a ass like Serena's

Full metal in the jacket

For survival had to pack it

White chalk

Yellow tape

The DEA come reenact it

Living lavish you lacking

Take yo top off in traffic

This the type of march madness

Where they shoot you out the bracket

ATF kicking doors in the ghetto just for practice

Thinking they gone find the dope and all the money in the mattress

Nah

I'm a gentrified genius

The bags busting open like confetti with the streamers

Decaffeinated skin tone

We don't use the creamers

I like my women dark like the soul of all

These demons

I was plotting and scheming

They rotten and they feening

This lil light of mine

I let shine now it's gleaming

You niggas gotta see me

Out the window shoulder leaning

Stack the cheese with the bread

And tell my chef to make paninis

Life turned into a movie

All the baddies at the screening

And might I add

Before they sub any titles with intervening

Boy

I'm a gentrified genius