Renegade (feat. Paul Cain) (Explicit) - Fabolous/Paul Cain

Uh you think I give a f**k about

What these niggas say man

They even talked about jesus

I ain't mad at when it rain cause

I know the sun is somewhere shinin

Sorta like some clear diamonds

I hardly see my moms but

She know her son is somewhere grindin

Some where rhymin or somewhere climbing

Out of a pottable 760 inclasable very sticky

Wit a handgun to send these cowards to heaven quickly

I ain't p**sy so I won't allow you to ever dick me

I know these greaseballs wonder how could they ever stick me

But I move like the president through town

Wit stones the size of earrings in my presidential crown

I put hollows from the desert into clowns cause the cemetary

Is where most of the dudes that are hesitant are found

So I take the time of whatever the bench throw

The 4bm put down in a seventytwo inch hole

Mean while getting adapted to the fame has be hectic

But i'm f**king like i'm tryna take down chamberlain's record

And the girls more than like you when you running run

Doing world tours like michael but girl's sure don't like you

You going on like thirtysix flowin on some berry mix

The little money you get you blowing on them dirty chicks

Tryna look young so you throwing on the jersey quick

I'm on my second v12 you going on ya thirtysix

You can look at this rider and see i'm on the comeup

Cause I pass the hitchhikers like

I don't see 'em with they thumb up

I just turn the system up and keep boppin

I never get where i'm tryna go if a ni**a keep stoppin

And I tell the cops this joint is for protection

Don't they see when I come through

How these people point in my direction

That's why I poke out my jeans

Like my joint with a erection

Till i'm in a joint made for correction

And right now the way rapper bi'ness spread

It wouldn't even surprise me

If one of these rappers is a fed ni**a

Since i'm in the position to get rich i'ma get it

Whether it come from rapping on blocks flipping and pitching

And f**k the stove and

The kitchen where I cook and prepare it

Ni**a you know and don't try to act

Like the truth ain't apparent

I'm on a mission to get richer it's as simple as that

I make it obvious when I pick up a pencil and rap

Like a 40 cal spittin on instrumentals I clap

And these verses are like

The hollow point I sent through yo back

I get you murdered if I think you a wrap

Cause if you don't show loyalty then

That show me where ya principles at

And you don't know how much I been through in fact

I never did like you I ain't even gon'

Pretend wit you cats

And i'm the nicest I ain't gotta say it

Twice and repeat it

I'm a lyrical genius I never been beated defeated

I'ma draw my weapon and squeeze it you better believe it

Leave you parapaligic I demand respect and I mean it

My desert's the meanest you probably dead if you seen it

Or spored out somewhere sick you get red on the cement

And I blow off ya head for no reason

And just when i'm leavin

You don't know me ya on me homie

But the spread make us even bloaw

And the bad part about it is man haha

I'm only twenty years old man

And i'm just havin fun

Man I ain't even tryin man

Desert storm's youngest and in charge man

Paul cain man

Yo fab man you ain't even gotta go hard man

I got these niggas man

Clue Holla at cha boy

Skatin dolla

Duro It's our year man

Desert storm we gon' kill niggas man

You already know what it is

It's a ho'cide man

Stop street dreamin