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opp list - scru face jean lyrics

[intro]
ayy, madenka, i think that’s the one, you know
ah, man
shout out to fivi’
rip to the woo

[chorus]
too many vultures inside my culture, i’m just here to provoke you
n*ggas been eatin’, but n*ggas been poachers, tell ’em their time is over
ayy (ayy, what?), is you dumb or is you stupid (is you dumb?)
can’t you tell that it’s a movement? (ayy, ayy, ayy)
hot sh*t, i done made it on the opp list (grr, grr, bop)
talk sh*t, you can make it on my opp list (ayy, ayy, ayy)
got lit, i done made it on the opp list (grr, grr, bop)
got him ’cause he made it on my opp list (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 1]
i pull up with 37 n*ggas like what’s the dirt?
no conversation, just up and burst
before i let ’em put rap in a f*ckin’ he*rs*
they gon’ kick the bucket ’cause wе’ll buck it first
call the f*ckin’ nurse
they do it ‘causе they opportunists just dyin’ of f*ckin’ thirst
but i come to work
these vultures done circled the culture, it’s time to start huntin’ birds
man, the f*ckin’ nerve
’cause these n*ggas if f*ckin’ herbs, usin’ rap just to up they purse
that’s my f*ckin’ word
if rap didn’t do so much numbers, these n*ggas be country nerds
getting gory, sit ’em down like touré
’cause too many r. kellys still breathin’, uh
mask on, no features, uh
n*ggas thought it was [deleted]
jesus, why these n*ggas so egregious?
because we don’t use no gatekeepers
we just need to do what they did
and treat ’em like shaboozey was treated
f*ck ’em, they my sons, no custody plan
yo, i was lookin’ at my f*ckin’ advance
shout out to the company man
but i just learned that i’m a company, man
[chorus]
too many vultures inside my culture, i’m just here to provoke you
n*ggas been eatin’ but n*ggas been poachers, tell ’em their time is over
ayy (ayy, what?), is you dumb or is you stupid (is you dumb?)
can’t you tell that it’s a movement? (ayy, ayy, ayy)
hot sh*t, i done made it on the opp list (grr, grr, bop)
talk sh*t, you can make it on my opp list (ayy, ayy, ayy)
got lit, i done made it on the opp list (grr, grr, bop)
got him ’cause he made it on my opp list (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 2]
i put hands on you b*tches like ak
matter fact, let me switch up that rap
started out in a village, that’s facts
now my pockets like livingston’s back
see, these n*ggas on cam all day
they ain’t even really fans, y’all fake
we gon’ start treatin’ rap like la
p*ssy n*gga, where your grandma stay?
and not on some gang sh*t
but where your roots in this culture, explain it
do you really love it or you fakin’?
if it’s the latter, get the ladder, make it dangerous, let me say this
n*ggas been treatin’ this sh*t like it’s some kinda gold rush
so what?
i’ma still overcharge ’em for what you guys did to the cold crush
hova
adin said rap is dead, they attack this sh*t ’cause the motherf*ckin’ owl mad?
n*ggas been howlin’ at the moon, but this what it sound like when the moon howl back
how’s that? you get on camera and talk about what n*ggas do with a b*tch
when you on camera abusin’ a b*tch
stupid as sh*t, gotta watch what i react to ’cause n*ggas be suin’ and sh*t
dude is a trip, puttin’ people in some paperwork over some music and sh*t?
i thought is was “free slime” and no one should be in court over some musical sh*t
n*ggas fani willis, put him in a j, mane, ’cause he over whoopin’ again
he dyin’ in every scene
like over and over, but when is this movie gon’ end?
your crew and your friends
ain’t gonna tell you the truth, for the loot, all they do is pretend
and this ain’t a diss, dawg
aw, sh*t, nah, if it is, all i’ll do is repent
this one’s for hip*hop
’cause all summer ’25, all i’ll do is revenge

- scru face jean lyrics

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