THE INCREDIBLES ft. MBK KT Lyrics

Greatest MC in my generation, I'm impeccable

This i don't stand Info on my shirt, it mean incredible

If you choose against me, dawg just know that choice regrettable

If you don't really like my music, that's respectable

I ain't gone kap, it's very questionable

But when I get the world to hear my shit, it's Grammy eligible

I'm tired of being patient with this shit, cause it's inevitable

(YEAH YEAH)

It's gone fucking come, one day I'll hit da strip club

Empty pockets wit a hunnid ones

Hit my nigga (Ram*) then hide the blick, cause I miss my gun

I told you niggas with Debo and Re, KT is numba one

No kap if I ain't have a daughter coming, I'll go on run

I'm just playing, but would've did da dash

240 and some nitros in this FORD, I CAN GO WAY TOO FAST

But I dun learned my lesson with that shit, that's how my cousin crashed

Gahh damn that's how my cousin, … ahhh

Gah damn, that's how my cousin passed

I get probation gotta thank my mama, she set up my past

I love my mama she be on my ass

I wouldn't never lie to her cause then it'll turn to grass

Made mama cry in 3rd grade, brought a pistol to class

Movin on my own don't move wit da mass

Almost lost my life but the bullet didn't, break through glass

On the low I think my cousin know, but he givin the pass

I know some youngins who already bad

Lil Brodie ass just barely turned 14, but got him a mag

His brothers in the street his mama workin, he don't have a dad

Bro put in work and you don't have to ask

He just want respect from his big Bruddas, completing the task

Bro just wanna be like his big Bruddas, intentions too rash

And only thing I ever told lil bro, was just keep you a mask

I would tell you not to piss me off but I'm already Mad

I need smoke some Ganja but till then, I'm out here smoking blacks

By my Kobe year I'm gone be rich, I'm out here speaking Facts

Don't want more bodies but this not a act

Between KT and Ty and Tyrin, nigga they are not a match

I get different and start throwing bullets, they will not get catched

Spin around like a hoola hoop, you will not get patched

I'm trynna bring that Chicken to the Town, but ain't working at Jacks

But you know I'm still reppin da Jack im itching

Hold on lemme take a break, aye baby scratch my back

I'm loading the Mac,

I know this trip gone take me a lil minute, I'm loading the snacks

Aye my nigga I was venting bro, is there something to add

Hmmmmm, since you mention it

CO-MVP MARI & KT, Might hit a heisman

Don't really like niggas, so I stay up in my own lane

Fuck the fame but if it bring some duckets, then it's on the way

Too real for this lifestyle a crazy life that I'm livin

Fly that hoe to Miami Beach, and block the purch for the ticket

Don't rely on me lil baby I'm not the nigga you been dreaming bout

My daddy son got a new thang running in & out

Life was beating me down, man it really had me on the ropes

Muhammad Mari bob and weave, fuck around and rope a dope

Check my bank account might make my mama catch the holy ghost

Got zeros like Tony Snell on the Bucks hoe

Gotta grind cause this shit'll prolly take some time

If you lazy and you broke then nigga you ain't one of mine

Mari and KT similar to D wade and LeBron

Fuck the lobs nigga we was just two killers tryna shine

Back when I was nine dreaming bout this life that I'm living

Could say I manifested this but God really did his thang

From riding Indygo to First class on the plane

From a bus pass to a passport what a change WOW

Wow, wow Ain't it a shame how

Yo niggas claim they love you, And they hate the fact you made it out

Is it really that or they get mad that you ain't take em out

One foot in and out double dutching through the phaseout

But shit I'm back in no game for these women hit they ass wit a what's hannin

Remember first time my brother Jaylyn seen that Mac 10

I seen in it his face that he was really bout that action

I love my baby girl but I can't change the shit that happened

Remorseful hoping Karma, Don't come get me on the back end

When you Fighting demons sometimes they might get a jab in

Either love me for my flaws or keep it moving like the pac man

But I ain't gon force you, baby do you

Told Deetero if I ever got a shot that I was gon follow through

When Marcus & Lil Ocean died can't lie that shit had changed a nigga

When Buddah hit that Bad Katie pack that shit had changed a nigga

I understood I had to make my way up out the hood

Don't give a fuck bout how you feel about it I'm out that bitch for good

If you love me Then you woulda wished the best for me, You should

Gave lil bro advice that nigga straight, wit me for good

Tried to feed these niggas hope they ain't never think that they could

Fuck getting respect ain't no real ones left up in my hood

Tried taking yo advice but that ain't sit wit me too good

Gotta lead by example they ain't doing what they should

Told sonny J and don C I do this for the hood

Real street Nigga but I really grew up in the woods

I ain't neva switched I'm still tied wit niggas from the mud

And it's a couple niggas ion fuck wit and they blood

Skrrrt, send a bdddt, and we swerve out

The same niggas I be hooping wit a shoot a nerve out

Keemy taught a Nigga how to whip and do the burnouts

I ain't judge them killas making profit off the murders

Got my Niggas chopping beef up like a burger

And baby mama trippin but I act like I ain't heard her

The 556 so loud we bust some shots, and then get further

I'ma felon and I carry I be scared to have this burner

I knew if i could get the lob to Mari he would flush it

Shooters all around are you surprised that I'm a bucket

I live like fuck it on cruise control ain't trynna rush it

Mari we equivalent to Hammer They can't touch this