Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Negotiations , by - Wale. Release date: 06.05.2018
Song language: English
Negotiations |
| Yeah |
| Mind racing negotiating my situation |
| I burned bridges I can’t repair so been fly lately |
| I’ve been peddling rhymes so much my calves hurt |
| Fly pelican fly Tony Montana work |
| Yeah I’m comfortable tell my other label I love 'em |
| Create a record collect a check take my name from it |
| The face on that plain Jane can replace budgets |
| Princess cutter shoe pop singers that can’t cut it |
| The ghostwriting both pockets is pulsating |
| For the reign of power I’ll put you with Rania fifth season |
| These niggas streamin' they shit, they weak but they entertainin' Don’t ever |
| confuse being great with being famous |
| I’m that nigga fasho, I’m that nigga fasho |
| Some of the niggas was humble with me look how they switch up |
| Look how they talk to you different like you ain’t better than them |
| You niggas go up in Ellen forget your Melanin quick |
| Niggas need a new legend the people never forget |
| I mean a rebel that take the devil on one on one and pray a lot with God, |
| well now his confidence in a gun |
| I know a lot of rappers who spot 'em after I take it from 'em so whoever doubt |
| me gone need a balcony and a jump |
| You see this motherfuckin' face |
| You remember this motherfucker |
| But you’ll never want to meet a motherfucker like me |
| You understand? |
| Mind racing negotiating my situation |
| I’m bad business the rap industry thinks I’m crazy |
| The gatekeepers they hate me say I’m militant |
| Really niggas don’t feel you unless you doin' that nigga shit |
| No Folarin, never change never give up your soul Folarin |
| And do your thing cause you givin' 'em hope Folarin |
| You know they say they only love you when broke or dead |
| But I can’t count on that and I’m in my ghoster car |
| Nigga done wrote some bars my shit is boastful always for the culture got on by |
| my lonesome you Sofia Coppola |
| Y’all might be dope but you on cause you know somebody |
| Oh, yeah |
| My opposition ain’t no competition |
| What you call a booth I call a kitchen, I’m fryin' different |
| Eyes lower than Shine numbers but my vision God-level |
| 'Cause I focus every four bifocals |
| Sixteens is unmatched |
| Pistols in y’all hand like Brita — they untapped |
| Bitter niggas be reckless they disrespectful and Envy |
| And so you niggas is Breakfast, where Desus and Mero at? |
| Margiela apparel, what Virgil say he ain’t sent me |
| This shit was a retail so don’t check where my check is at |
| Ain’t playing with little niggas cause I ain’t with tit for tat |
| But throwing subliminals make your woman a widow fast and then I dash |
| Jewelry Lorenzo I’m finna blow a bag now |
| 2007 the rappers had no swag now |
| All of these niggas Supreme, nothing is different with me |
| When I played receiver I perfected the fly route |
| Highly respected tell these labels I’m iced out |
| I’m feeling like Beckham I tell them let the price out |
| I’m lyrically celibate any status y’all want |
| Motherfuckers ain’t fucking with a nigga from Naija |
| Baba Folarin |
| Untapped potential but still tap your woman |
| Okay, Baba Folarin |
| My side just might tax you like Mike Rotunda |
| Oh yeah, I never fumble |
| Bammers think I’m with the locals, come on, tell me something |
| Dre head could scope the soak 'til it’s Shelly color |
| Woo! |
| That’s the MC |
| DMV about to peak, it ain’t just me |
| I dare seven niggas step to me, OC |
| Sleep, how they peeps be awake for the whole week? |
| Funeral crowd, keep running your mouth, nigga |
| The reaper within your reach if you keep running for clout |
| Cloud of mine, I’m high, I’m tired, I’m tried |
| I tried, goodbye my love |
| The fourth time’s a charm, I’m signed… |