Roc Marciano – Respected lyrics

[SKIT]
"I want to be highly respected amongst everyone
Dudes from New York
Dudes outside of New York
Highly Respected. "

[Roc Marciano]
Check the motherfucking record nigga, I invented swag nigga
(Ugh! Uhugh! Day back, yeah.)
I promise you. Ugh!
(Wooooooooh! Yeah, ugh.)
I ain't playing with you, the block shit boy
(MARS BABY)
Fuck you mean boy? (yeah)
We back (ugh, come on, ugh)

[Verse 1]
Fox fur on my evening coat
I gave these heathens hope
(Gave em' hope ugh!)
Peep my garage, three sixes yeah that's the demon code
Be it so, I'm not evil though (haha ugh)
Nigga's emo, this the cheat code
Don't get your cheek blown
Your body don't possess not one street bone
(NOT ONE!)
Bone to pick, oh, who you? Me?
(MEAT) T-BONE
My dingoes eat you whole, you should find work at
Home Depot. (Grunt) (Get a job!)
We own the streets don't mean to hurt your ego
Shit is big
My nig these cigs get lit with burned C-notes
(WOW!)
Peep the steelo, peep the scene mo'
Moskinos, limosines, & speed boats (Grunt!)
Get your meatloaf smoked, your paper low
My section look like Kinkos, Pringles, Keep the thing close
Like a Speedo, I'm not playing with these negros
Keep it P tho
Word to my [?] comb a gift from CEELO (pimpin)
Ya'll grew up in houses, We grew up in housing
Now my outfit worth a couple thousand bucks, so fuck the browsin'
Money counters on the counters, Thom Browne trousers to tuck the Browning with diamonds bust your rolly down it's crowded
(UGH!)
Do the math, duke ain't nothing free
You can't fuck with me, the
Lamborghini truck got bucket seats
What's beef? When they up defeat and touch yo muscle-t
UGH!
Your [?] just wasn't my cup of tea, Marc