Black Ops by STASHSPOT.BROCK Lyrics
In love with the money I’m not a romantic
I done went broke but i never would panic
Had to go get it cause nothing was handed
6am sharpe like my nickname was shannon
I went to school where them boys had a cannon
Hop off the bus and head to the abandoned wooh
They went to school with that iron
Quick with the fye you can get your ass branded
When I was a jit we would play with the sega
17 we was playing with lasers
Granny was stressing about my behavior
I would dream about running through paper
Never was good with the manual labor
I was way better with cooking up shakers wooh
I know it took me some time
I can’t even lie
Couldn’t come any later
They got the message I got it in cap lock
Rap don’t work then it’s back to the black ops
Back in the ville them boys will get your cap knocked
You either in or you out nigga matlock
Show you the way I can teach you the isms you can see money or you can see prison
You can go get him or be the one missing
It don’t make a difference to me that’s a given we take it all nothing left but the children fiends hit the rock like a muhfucking pilgrim
Hit it too hard watch him act like it killed him
Then we gone cut it like Quentin was filming
I’m the director i put it in motion
I’m quarterbacking the offense
You got a seat on the park bench
Coming straight out the booth like Clark Kent
I done went broke but i never would panic
Had to go get it cause nothing was handed
6am sharpe like my nickname was shannon
I went to school where them boys had a cannon
Hop off the bus and head to the abandoned wooh
They went to school with that iron
Quick with the fye you can get your ass branded
When I was a jit we would play with the sega
17 we was playing with lasers
Granny was stressing about my behavior
I would dream about running through paper
Never was good with the manual labor
I was way better with cooking up shakers wooh
I know it took me some time
I can’t even lie
Couldn’t come any later
They got the message I got it in cap lock
Rap don’t work then it’s back to the black ops
Back in the ville them boys will get your cap knocked
You either in or you out nigga matlock
Show you the way I can teach you the isms you can see money or you can see prison
You can go get him or be the one missing
It don’t make a difference to me that’s a given we take it all nothing left but the children fiends hit the rock like a muhfucking pilgrim
Hit it too hard watch him act like it killed him
Then we gone cut it like Quentin was filming
I’m the director i put it in motion
I’m quarterbacking the offense
You got a seat on the park bench
Coming straight out the booth like Clark Kent