Wale - f** You lyrics

[Verse 1: Wale] Real n***a, pardon whoever feel different Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different DC ain't been this hot since Ronald Reagan made a k**ing Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons Despite my dark days I feel I'm the brightest of thinkers Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood But a wise woman told me "it's okay to know you good" They call it arrogance but I think it's pa**ionate And I think this happens when you rap and don't exaggerate Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though See my flow is the nicest and my ho is the baddest And the s** will lock her down see my stick is the gavel Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over She reluctantly f**ing, she's an adamant blower I'm a pa**ionate poet, moonlight as rapping Folarin Horse is missing on my Polo cause my tag is enormous I ain't co*ky I'm just proud of me So why these n***as acting like I ain't allowed to be [Hook] x2 ...f** you When a n***a in the room, give a n***a room n***a, f** you. yeah, just you Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude [Verse 2] Real n***a, pardon whoever feel different How I grow to be 5'8 But it's still my little n***as Chanel slippers on my b**hes like you go love And I love your brain but I think I'll never know enough Argue with twitter n***as who insignificant But its just simply my interest to intricately ridicule n***as Proud of it all defensive f** I'm rocking alone Say what you want I'm Immature like Roger go home Hard headed hot headed I admit it But I'll be damned if they defeat me like a f**ing prosthetic Ha, Wale you so arrogant Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why I care again Stunting in a pair of Tiffs I don't mean a pair of Tims Two b**hes named Tiffany I left them with a pair of kids Rare sh**, trend setting yea I be the best OD'd on that Mitchell-Ness you thought it was '03 again Hold up yea we the best Roll wit Ace, Khaled and them Roll up n***as. weed like s** Don't you leave a seed in there Reading sh** my critics say Pitchfork doesn't need a plate Not hungry for my poetry They fasting they won't leave me ate Six and a half, Optimistic this isnt bad It's different now, Before the faith n***as was "WHAM" Carelessly whispering all they nickel opinions at me Tell all my haters call they neighbor get they minions at me A couple labels threw some millions yet they still ain't grab me n***a's talk they'd attacked me but wouldn't steal a taxi Ha, and I ain't smug I'm just proud of me Why they acting like a n***a ain't allowed to be [Hook] x2 [Talking] Ambition is definitely on the way Eleven One Eleven