Safaree – Shade Room lyrics

(Intro – Safaree)
I'm a just do this in one take
This my lazy flow
I don’t, I don’t give a fuck

(Verse 1 – Safaree)
Uh, no ice hockey I don’t check niggas
No evidence I don’t threaten niggas
No water park will wet a nigga
Leave you tied in knots no wedding nigga
No Mountain Dew but it’s code red
No skeletor, you a bonehead
Heard you dye your hair you a old head
Like low cost you got no bread
I entertain I'm so set
Y’all niggas starve I'm so fed
I used to have the black Britney Spears
But I couldn't be the black K Fed
I pray to god I don’t beg
I pray to god I don’t beg
They try to kill me I ain't dead
I'm not a possum I don’t play dead
I'm doing shows out in Kingston niggas
While your stock keep shrinking niggas
Y’all don’t even own your publishing
Watch the contracts you inking niggas

(Verse 2 - Safaree)
If that’s your bitch why she winking nigga
Snatch ya ass no blinking nigga
You a [?] pool to a reggae party
Man what the fuck was you thinking nigga
You go to clubs and buy drinks for niggas
Fuck her next I don’t link with niggas
Got a problem I'm pullin’ up
With 25 black Jamaican niggas
Like a parasite you be leeching nigga
Like bad D stop reaching nigga
With K. Michelle right here singing nigga
I can cross over stop reaching nigga
Got a pretty thing that they won’t see
Cause another fool what I won’t be
This is chess them hoes is chequers
How dare y’all try to jump me
Started out with xos
Starbucks espressos
I’m tired of all these ex hoes
On websites tryna expose
No shade room this real life
Left from real loose now they real tight
I put it down they say it hurts
Hoes fall in love with the steel pipe

(Verse 3 - Philly Swain)
Look this here ain't no battle rap
That 45 is my battle wax
I smoke weed no cataracts
My smoke been to the cabbage patch
Make beats and I write songs
Patience short, but my paper long
My rubbish rap with a 44
Hit your chest like a [?]
My ogs get they macs on
Hope them police get them facts wrong
They become back on the pill
Then catch a deal and come back home
Lights camera and action
Non fiction my facts shown
Bitch nigga get your rap on
Cause that [?]
No [?] head you get smacked on
Like an ankle you get clapped on
No url you get smacked on
You just a kid tryna act grown
Chiraq with my nigga Bill
In the projects with your [?]
[?] go downtown
[?] shit is real
Nowadays I’m really on
In the studio we play million
By next year I’ll make a million
While you goofin’ niggas get your silly on
Teeth diamonds that’s vvs
You act like you on pms
You the type to catch a penny theft
Tryna steal something outta cvs nigga