Official - Crab Cake lyrics

[Verse 1] I'll never let no man tell me what I can and cannot accomplish I got this, I walk like I'm pompous the Devil's been my accomplice But novice as God given, been long driven I'm focused This game is like a road trip, its hard to hit like a roach is These targets can go opposed against myself n***as be actin' like f**ing these hoes is for they health Thirsty a** n***as only wanna come around for club appearances n***a speakin' to you and I hope you n***as hearin' this It's weird as sh**, to see my cla**mates who ain't give a damn At my shows with they homies like, "yeah, that n***a fam" My first thought is to scoff 'em, but what's the point of that? I dap 'em up and keep it movin', that's the point I'm at Grown man thinkin', I'm smokin' on the loudest Got the whole van stinkin', lettin' all the plans That I toast and sink in, world domination call me Conrad Murray I've been losin' all my patience for this fake sh** and politics Got a problem holla at my dick yeah animosity isn't costin' me sh** Just fuel for the fire, incentive to get flyer Need the baddest chick from Maryland, somebody get me myers on the phone A King, but that ain't I up on the throne, this a mindstate Do this sh** for my state, since I've been on Myspace n***as been in my space, beef with some one dope as me? That should come with high stakes, hold up, beef, dope, high, steaks? You see how that sh** correlate? This is why I know I'm great This is why the n***as that's older know I got dough to make And try to sum me, shove me, fill me up with a load of hate Aye, can't beat 'em join 'em they'll be with me in a second I know my sh** great, they'll be with be in a second n***as crabs in the barrel now I'm makin' my escape I'mma take them crabs out the barrel, I'mma turn that sh** to cake Into jobs for my n***as, bigger cars when they pick me up Either Givenchy or Louis Vuitton when they fix me up This for all the times when my checks used to get me upset Used to buy a pair of Checks, you'd have to wish me luck I'm sick of n***as thinkin' I'mma ??? 'em when they join me tapes Side b**hes thinkin' I'mma wife 'em cause they made me wait Trynna trap a n***a with the hustle of a trapper n***a Not the fella sellin' off his soul to make it epic with her Her background won't allow me to back down Even if my sh** floppin' won't cause me to act foul Just give me a pack of loud, some p**y to Pacquiao And I'll be right back in it within a matter of hours [Hook] This for my n***as that been strugglin' My n***as that never had Uh, I think it's time we bring the trouble in Make cake out of these crabs [Allen Iverson] "When you, talkin' about, you know, people acknowledge me For, for things that I do.. I don't need, I don't need People to praise me for that. You know God know what I do And the person that I do it for, they know. And that's the Only thing that matters. You know I ain't trynna be in No popularity contest. You know I feel like Reggie Jackson Was a gift from God, and he was put on this earth And all through his life, for forty years all people did Was criticize him. You know, when you're somebody popular You gotta have tough skin, cause you're never gonna be Perfect to everybody. You're never gonna be able to Satisfy everybody. All you supposed to concentrate on Is the people that love you and care about you, you know? I think it brings joy into people to knock people down." [Outro] This Little Light of Mine Sample