调：Bb minor•
Verse 1
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Verse 2
speeding down the highway
No hands on the wheel
So my grandma say
I gotta take care of my son
Verse 3
'Cause my land lord talks too much
to make wifey blush
Foot's on the clutch
But my money ain't there
If I said I did it, I lied
Verse 4
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I need a favor tonight (aye, aye, aye)
I need a favor tonight
Verse 5
Could I get it tonight?
Could I get it tonight?
Verse 6
Gotta make that cash
Somebody told me closed
Closed eyes may never ever see it
I've got to not sleep
but I can't get a loan
when he full grown
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Will he be raised right or another
street clone?
gotta show him
Verse 7
keep on
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(Hey, hey) I need a favor tonight
(hey hey, hey hey)
Verse 8
(can you please?)
Can I get (do) it tonight?
Verse 9
in a world of failure
my suits are tailored
Like young C gotta do it for us
F the city laws are unjust
Without a tear left in my eye?
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I work the hard to see the lease
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It's like cultivating the harvest
Not seeing the feast
go- to deed
to take the lead
I know holds me back
Verse 10
I want that lac', come on
I could really use a favor
Verse 11
I need a favor tonight
Could God do me a favor? (Tonight)
Verse 12
Can I get it tonight?
Interlude 1
Tonight
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Verse 13
Why you takin' me to the water B?
It's like real romantic
You know I ain't into that shit, right?
C'mon nigga
'Cause you know
nigga, I keep it hood nigga
Yeah yeah, all day
I mean, real talk
I ain't really wanna come up here to
fuck with you like
But you a cool nigga B,
you a cool nigga B
Yeah alright stupid
But like for real
Yeah
Like, you take me to the club
And you don't fuck
with none of the hoes
And there's bad bitches up here
in Toronto, I mean forreal
How many times I gotta tell you to stop calling them bitches yo,
listen
There don't be bitches like this in Harlem,
Gb
nah mean?
Yeah I know
hot, like no exclusive shit
You don't kick no lyrics to me,
nah mean? (Ha ha)
Like what is it? What you tryna
show me?
Yeah, so lyrics? Alright,
listen to this shit
Verse 14
Some of my friends are terrorists
Some of my friends deal crack and I
am not okay with this
Some niggas I know only back me because
I rake dough like a gardener
fuck it I work harder
I don't like most hip hop out
There's a secret society of niggas who wanna shout,
"Turn that bullshit off!"
I should shut my mouth?
Next thing you know I ain't
welcome down south of the border
I don't believe in turfs or a section
I believe in community
Where anybody can walk
good without protection
I believe that Dilla was the numba
one dude in rap
Whether on the slaps or the haikus
I spite you for not givin' it up
Fuck what that nigga say, nigga give it up
Verse 15
Why black people act like little kids?
Make mad excuses when they
know what it is
Be like them white folks invest that shit
Instead niggas clownin'
on the red carpet
Showing my niece that a million
on the neck is the hot shit
Is bloodclaut disrespect
And growin' up poor don't
make you ignant
Act your age
Don't act your pigment
Race to the top
Don't let your race stop you
From revolution
Open your mouth and bust shots
Read books
Young niggas say, "Hello"
Screw faces of fuckery, we know ya
spawns jello
Spit what you been through
Spit what you know
And don't waste my time
Fuck your demo
Ya heard?
Verse 16
Ha ha, here you go with that knowledge
shit nigga
That shit was hot, stop frontin' though
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