Jon Connor - Make Em' Say lyrics

[Hook] To my girls on the block, to my girls in the spot With their legs out, I can make 'em say Hey! To my n***as in the spot, to my n***as on the block In the trap house, I can make 'em say Hey! (Hey!) I can make 'em say Hey! (Hey!) I can make 'em say Hey! (Hey!) I can make 'em say Hey! (Hey!) I can make 'em say... [Verse 1] I'm back with a vengeance, this's one hell of an entrance With the persistence of a Jehovah's Witness Picture this, my thoughts turned to visions My smart mouth done turned into brilliance Smell me? I see n***as with their nose up Fly City n***a, now the world know us Superstar sh** Flawless, like I don't know what a flaw is Through all this I can see why n***as hate me Look; I say I'm fly, you say I'm over-the-top; Same thing Like my flow got a head start, you playing catch-up Y'all don't even look the part, you playing dress-up Get your fresh up Now I don't mess up I'm the next up, no pressure Outgun y'all, Steve Nash, I'll son y'all Yes, it's just begun! (Come on!) [Hook] [Verse 2] I ain't one of these rap n***as, these wack n***as You hear the difference? I spit scripture, my n***as'd die for their religion The young god is so squall, can't take it out of him I'm not God, but I will shock the hell out of them Y'all been asking "What happen to pa**ion?" On the mic I'm something like Joe Jackson Fresh to d**h, feel like I'm living my past life Ahead of my time, feel like I'm living my dad's life This ain't image, this is vintage Real sh** for anybody who missed it Y'all n***as fly by night, I prolly missed it Modern Saint Nicholas, damn it, I'm gifted See, I'mma show you what it is when you give a f** The bullsh** gotta die so I could live it up Flow crazy, the hood say "This n***a nuts!" Go admit it, I'm the n***a and I'm k**ing it! (What!) [Hook] [Bridge] Here with a purpose, Kurt hinted closest thing to perfect Ain't move work but I put work in You in the cold and your shirt thin I will be that n***a for as long as the Earth spin I see you lil' n***as got the game wrong Sign the first thing they let you put your name on f**ed up, don't know who to put the blame on You average, my flow fantastic, "Flame On!" [Verse 3] Y'all losing I do this in my sleep, right now, what you hearing is me snoozing Silver stones in the watch, n***as clueless I talk big money, f** you and your two cents Ho-looking-a** n***a, don't-spit-sh**-just-looking-a** n***a Untouchable, you can't bruise him When the chorus hit, watch how I make 'em lose it! [Hook] (To my girls on the block, to my girls in the spot With their legs out, I can make 'em say Hey!)