Rob "Cleva" Lightbourne - What Now lyrics

Verse: I bump from west to east side n---a Whether in clubs or in streets where G's ride n---a Whether you get loose deuce or three times n---a Whether you represent the B or C side n---a listen Just admit what I spit is the sh** f** your critique I got fine freaks dying to meet this young elite Plus I'm complete with enough heat To delete any trying to compete please believe what I speak My technique designed especially for the beat Release my mind and make MCs stay discrete Retreat from lines afraid to meet with defeat Now peep the heat being unleashed to the streets Bomb beats coming from back seats Traversing over concrete women reacting Shaking their a** meat while attempting attracting N---as bobbing their head cause my sh** is impacting Chorus: What now, n---as are so quick to trip and talk bout He ain't sh** but yet keep closed mouths In my face and show smiles no doubt I peeped out your whole style What now, n---as are so quick to talk sh** how Their sh**'s better than my flow my style Females whisper real n---as talk loud Fool nut up or pipe down Verse: Give me the mic to floss rhymes get tossed Any time or place I come off like hookers drawers No pause, never hesitate to devastate Any possible dream that your mind could meditate Cleva's the bomb forever set to detonate Style impeccable impossible to replicate A n---as slim but drop hits like heavy weights Stay steady, while observing so many shake n---as ain't Ready, cause their lacking the sh** it takes To f** with my sh** that I spit West coast fly sh** the tight sh** n---as get hyped quick When tracks make the speakers weaker got the heat to keep the Reifer lit up, puff then pa** it to the beat of this cla**ic From a ba*tard that's been Doin' this while you n---as still talking bout and pursuing this Tight rhymes I'm fluent in Chorus: What now, n---as are so quick to trip and talk bout He ain't sh** but yet keep closed mouths In my face and show smiles no doubt I peeped out your whole style What now, n---as are so quick to talk sh** how Their sh**'s better than my flow my style Females whisper real n---as talk loud Fool nut up or pipe down Verse: No clique just me and my dick up in this b**h Forfeit if you see me about to bust quick Oh sh** notice the flow get Spit and quoted by the dopest poet, n---as Love to hate and hate to love Cause I only rise once then stay above Hard to touch when the microphone gets clutched N---as talk a lot of sh** but don't never say much Leave it alone it you're unable to fade it congratulate it Instead of hating on somebody else getting elevated Just allow the tightest to demonstrate it Then attempt to imitate or be innovative You can take it how you wish to either say I came real with you Or I dissed you that's your issue it's Official, dopest one to rock a beat From Westside Santa Monica Cali 20th St.'s Cleva Chorus: What now, n---as are so quick to trip and talk bout He ain't sh** but yet keep closed mouths In my face and show smiles no doubt I peeped out your whole style What now, n---as are so quick to talk sh** how Their sh**'s better than my flow my style Females whisper real n---as talk loud Fool nut up or pipe down (x2)