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letra de deserve it all [intro] - neek bucks

[intro]
hitmaka
rock boy beats
that n-gga ladd got the juice, fool

[verse 1]
yeah, got this sh-t straight off the block
sh-t, and i never thought about making it out
i been talkin’ to god and i thank him a lot (thank him a lot)
i’m thankful for everything (facts)
i’m thankful for people that said i would pop (even more)
’cause i didn’t believe it (yeah)
but i’m one of them ones and i’m startin’ to see it (facts)
now look at me
6 a.m. on hollywood boulevard gettin’ drunk, sh-t
i told my b-tch i’d put them perkies down, but then i pop me one (i’m sorry, baby)
long way from the block where them n-ggas don’t make it out (long way)
all the realest sh-t i never wrote, it’s gon’ go on the radio
i hate ’em for thinkin’ i never would do it when i was just sittin’ back learnin’ and provin’ (facts)
i was hurtin’ and tryna get focused but it was so hard to get back to the music (it was)
’cause all that reloaded, that sh-t left me mad (d-mn)
know i need you like, bro, where you at? (facts)
but i know that i can’t get him back (yeah)
watch a n-gga get back in his bag (yeah, yeah)
what’s best for this flow is heaven sent
they said my music was soundin’ repetitive
i was too deep in that field with them steppers and
was startin’ to lose my competitive
i was just rappin’ and rappin’, and rappin’, and watchin’ them n-ggas shoot past me
when i’m used to trappin’ and trappin’, and trappin’ like i could get rich off this crack sh-t
and wish that i’d quit all this rap sh-t
will all that manifestin’ i been doin’ keep a n-gga at it? (like will it?)
and them streets cold, seen her lose her baby, then she turned to an addict (d-mn)
[chorus]
and it’s how it made me, ain’t no other way a n-gga rather wouldn’t have it (other way)
i’m still here, i could never fold, n-gga, ten toes, i’m from wagner

[interlude: busta rhymes]
the east side, y’all n-ggas don’t get it f-cked up, my n-gga (haha, czar, czar in the buildin’)
i’m lettin’ n-ggas know, i be tryna like, punk bucks for his like, alter-ego to come out
he go wherever, do whatever, he really run harlem

[verse 2]
have you ever seen the days when a n-gga was regular? (cap)
wasn’t gettin’ no paper, i’m posted on twentieth
i was with vo’ on the regular (my boy)
and chico ain’t here, but often i think about if he was here, what he would’ve been
when the labels was passin’ me up, the trenches was tellin’ me that i was good enough (facts)
like how am i ever gon’ give it up?
i miss my niece
she was the one that was boostin’ my ego
i’m tellin’ her how i was rockin’ a show and she tellin’ me how she was finishin’ chemo
and i never fully recovered from that, plus, they want me to lose, but i found me a cheat code
god forbid, if i don’t go with this rap sh-t, i’m back to servin’ them bags like doritos
as far as the streets go
i knew it was somethin’ about me, i knew i was special
i knew when i started this sh-t, i was destined
i knew i would pass every time i was tested
i knew that them n-ggas was slimy, my only regret
i had n-ggas around me hope for their failure and i was surrounded
came up from nothin’, so how could you doubt me?
down on my last when they found me, yeah
gotta watch these n-ggas ’cause i know they don’t like me, i know they’ll out me (i know they’ll out me)
was a humble n-gga, but they kept on testin’, it was makin’ me c-cky (d-mn)
[chorus]
and it’s how it made me, ain’t no other way a n-gga rather wouldn’t have it (other way)
i’m still here, i could never fold, n-gga, ten toes, i’m from wagner

- neek bucks

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