Wale - Lost Files lyrics

[Verse 1 – Black Cobain] This just in, this n***a Black back rapping That mean the payroll is ready, you know that Cognac is happy I pray my liver make it, don't read your contracts petty Just read the mission statement, my n***as bout that fetti And I was hustling backwards, taking picture with actors And a disguise ain't what you fear, but what you fear is a factor These n***as scared of Bizzy, cause I get busy for practice But disregard the sh**, ain't tryna answer your questions I cross em over quick, I'm Iverson with the rock If I see Jordan at the top of the key, n***a it's Bap Bap Then it's lights out, this is my house f** y'all, n***a I ball My bench going through withdrawals, do it with y'all or without y'all And I rep home at away games, then come home and eat Rogaine I'm too young to be stressed out (he too young to be stressed out) Coroner, pick him up, he ain't have it, on deck Cobain, VA, real n***a, up next Get it [Verse 2 – Wale] Flow on 100 thou f** your fashion, all my youngins know which gun in style s**ers got me f**ed up, and I body bought the b**h And I ain't talking house arrest when I say my n***as semi out No bench sitting, just n***as working No penny pinching, just plenty purchase Phones, hatian boy don't leave em alone When I'm a nature boy, I blow on gra** and be a stone Legendary Folarin, b**h I'm bu*ter with orders sh** n***as cooking, I'm frying by insurmountable margin When you come to my town, put you right where you want to be Got variety, brims like home appliance apartment I'm providing the ignorance with a side of some conscious Imma stick with a small one, but Imma slide with a bopper Got a chick from the hood, got a chick that's in college I just put them lips together like I'm tired of talk