Yeah
Chip shoulder with your chest out, yeah
Your tall tales are gettin' fleshed out
All that huffin' and puffin', ya breath out
Yeah, lame ass niggas gettin' pressed now (goddamn)
Yeah, did your Googles, bring your best out
Now you think you could walk in they shoes, do your best now
Yeah, seen that shit on TV, did it when you countin' sheep
But it's all the same thing, right? Yeah

Once upon a rhyme a few lies ago
Some misdemeanor niggas went when the time was gold
They say "Hang dry, hand wash if you can nigga"
"Hang dry, hand wash if you", come on
Did this and that a few lines ago
But we believed that shit a few lies ago
Was-is-is-is-is-is-as-is-is-is-is-is-is-is-is
Catch ya Z's, nigga

Please, nigga, uh
You countin' sheep, nigga, uh
Not even in your dreams, nigga
In the land of revolution, IMAX 3D'd
Niggas think they can act and get handed freebies
Please, G, behind the screen is easy
But when the issues get pressed, don't try and sign off treaties
You said "Two sheep, three sheep, four sheep, five"
"Black sheep, white sheep, gold sheep, why?"

Nigga, fuck that
No goin' back sheep, we live
Aimed to the tunnel, screamin' let there be light
And you think it's all games, but they was like knee high
And you doin' all this shit for a reply
You think it's built in the day they six deep by feet, uh
Stack that they leave us, pass three feet high
Plug one, plug two, pause, this can't be right
And thinkin' we rise, you ain't get that reply

Yeah, once upon a while and few lies ago
Some misdemeanor niggas went when the time was gold
They say "Hang dry, hand wash if you can nigga"
"Hang dry, hand wash if you", come on
Did this and that a few lines ago
But we believed that shit a few lies ago
Was-is-is-is-is-is-as-is-is-is-is-is-is-is-is
Catch ya Z's, nigga

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Writer(s): Harley Streten, Nathaniel Richie, Parker Corey