February 5th by Cee Thr33 Lyrics
It's good grades and trap music
Who said we can't do it
Associating rap with the back of the class student
See I'm hella smart but my raps is mad stupid
I swear you could find a quote in every line that I wrote
I stay humble coz I know just what it's like to be broke
Married the game young and we just went ahead and eloped
I hit it raw and she gave birth to this decadent flow
Haters checking my rhymes I left them behind
I swear I'm better than your favorite MC in his prime
Punctual flow hoe, my style is so ahead of his time
I'm so next that I'm third first and second in line
From walking the plank to captain the boat
Underestimated I been on the back end before
Me and the other underdogs formed a pack of our own
And we gon hunt you niggas down and then come back for your bones
Paid our dues in full and now we out here running the town
She used to curve me and now she always wants me around
I hope these good grades result into a cap and gown
So my Mom and Dad can walk around proud with a smile
Always been the type to do me and not impress y'all
Wack rappers writing for each other like you pen pals
Damn, your shit is orthopedic bed soft
My best foot is forward like I'm bout to strike a dead ball
Yeah I did more with less effort
In immense pressure
I'm the best ever
Judged me by my cover and I turned into a best-seller
Mario, been through the sewer it took me to the next level
Nigga, you can't flex on me
I don't rap I finesse on beats
I been working overtime for a while I don't get no sleep
Live your best life or when you die you get no sleep
Yeah, I see right through your crew nigga
Looks can be deceiving as hell that's word to Bruce Jenner
Yeah as I raise these here two fingers
Give me all the credit when you copy all my moves nigga
Game is all mine you can go ahead and forfeit
Cee Thr33 on fire any beat I touch I torch it
Yeah I straight scorch it, give me all the plaudits
Picture with the competition got a self-portrait
Nigga
What a time to be alive
Even better for me what a time to be the guy
The Hardships to me are just a blessing in disguise
This is February 5th I thank God I'm alive bruh
[Katt Williams Outro]
I'm just saying live your motherfucking life
You gotta get your motherfucking hustle
Understand niggas is gone hate you regardless
Get that out of your head that fantasy world where niggas ain't hating on you
You gotta be grateful you need haters
Wha the fuck is you complaining about
What the fuck do you think a haters job is
To fucking hate
So let them motherfuckers do their god damn job
What the fuck is you complaining bout
Ladies if you got fourteen women hatin' on you, you need to figure out how the fuck to get to sixteen before the summer get here
What the fuck is you mad about
Fellas if you got twenty haters you need forty of them motherfuckers
What is you complaining about
If there's any haters in here right now that don't have nobody to hate on feel free to hate on me
Sit back there and say my hair ain't luxourious when you know it is bitch
Who said we can't do it
Associating rap with the back of the class student
See I'm hella smart but my raps is mad stupid
I swear you could find a quote in every line that I wrote
I stay humble coz I know just what it's like to be broke
Married the game young and we just went ahead and eloped
I hit it raw and she gave birth to this decadent flow
Haters checking my rhymes I left them behind
I swear I'm better than your favorite MC in his prime
Punctual flow hoe, my style is so ahead of his time
I'm so next that I'm third first and second in line
From walking the plank to captain the boat
Underestimated I been on the back end before
Me and the other underdogs formed a pack of our own
And we gon hunt you niggas down and then come back for your bones
Paid our dues in full and now we out here running the town
She used to curve me and now she always wants me around
I hope these good grades result into a cap and gown
So my Mom and Dad can walk around proud with a smile
Always been the type to do me and not impress y'all
Wack rappers writing for each other like you pen pals
Damn, your shit is orthopedic bed soft
My best foot is forward like I'm bout to strike a dead ball
Yeah I did more with less effort
In immense pressure
I'm the best ever
Judged me by my cover and I turned into a best-seller
Mario, been through the sewer it took me to the next level
Nigga, you can't flex on me
I don't rap I finesse on beats
I been working overtime for a while I don't get no sleep
Live your best life or when you die you get no sleep
Yeah, I see right through your crew nigga
Looks can be deceiving as hell that's word to Bruce Jenner
Yeah as I raise these here two fingers
Give me all the credit when you copy all my moves nigga
Game is all mine you can go ahead and forfeit
Cee Thr33 on fire any beat I touch I torch it
Yeah I straight scorch it, give me all the plaudits
Picture with the competition got a self-portrait
Nigga
What a time to be alive
Even better for me what a time to be the guy
The Hardships to me are just a blessing in disguise
This is February 5th I thank God I'm alive bruh
[Katt Williams Outro]
I'm just saying live your motherfucking life
You gotta get your motherfucking hustle
Understand niggas is gone hate you regardless
Get that out of your head that fantasy world where niggas ain't hating on you
You gotta be grateful you need haters
Wha the fuck is you complaining about
What the fuck do you think a haters job is
To fucking hate
So let them motherfuckers do their god damn job
What the fuck is you complaining bout
Ladies if you got fourteen women hatin' on you, you need to figure out how the fuck to get to sixteen before the summer get here
What the fuck is you mad about
Fellas if you got twenty haters you need forty of them motherfuckers
What is you complaining about
If there's any haters in here right now that don't have nobody to hate on feel free to hate on me
Sit back there and say my hair ain't luxourious when you know it is bitch