Paroles Perfect ten Dj Mustard

Perfect ten

Yeah
You don't know who swimmin', nigga, 'til the tide come in
Mustard on the beat, ho

Fuck where your hoes at
Or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your cold at
Where your down since day one real bros at
Where them stores that you tellin' all fold at
Where your heart nigga, where your soul at
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that

Ken Griffey throwback
Nigga had to go left
Must've popped him 28 times, 'cause there's four left
If it's 'bout mine, ain't a nigga that I won't check
Run through your hardest homeboy, you could go next
35 cut dog, hustle out the Rolex
Chain on my white tee, now you see the progress
Stacked every chip on myself, time to collect
All money in, just imagine what I gross back
Fuck where your hoes at (What)
Or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your cold at
Where your down since day one real bros at
Where them stores that you tellin' all fold at
Where your heart nigga, where your soul at
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that

That's why I call my thing the marathon (Yeah)
Because I, I'm not gon' lie and portray, um, this ultimate poise
Like I been, had it figured out
Nah, I just didn't quit
That's the only distinguishing quality from me and prolly whoever else goin' through this, or went through this, or is gonna go through this
Is that I ain't quit
I went through every emotion
I went through every emotion with tryna pursue what I'm doing
Ya kna'I'mean? (Mhm)
And I think that what, what, separate whoever's gon' try to go for something is that, you ain't gon' quit
That's, you know, you really gon' take the stance if I'm gon' die behind what I'm gettin' at right here

Fuck where your hoes at (What)
Or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your cold at
Where your down since day one real bros at
Where them stores that you tellin' all fold at
Where your heart nigga, where your soul at
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that

I think that our reaction to being disrespected
We gotta, we gotta, we have to reassess how we react
You know what I mean?
I think that, we've been known, as, as hip hop, to make songs
And that's a part of it
And then, we gotta, we gotta go a step further because I think that
It's like a disease in our body
Once you start givin' it a treatment it'll get immune to the treatment (Mhm)
And you gotta try something else to kill that disease
I think protest music is important
I think YG was a genius

Fuck where your hoes at
Or where your Rolls at
Where your backbone, nigga, where your cold at
Where your down since day one real bros at
Where them stores that you tellin' all fold at
Where your heart nigga, where your soul at
We got old school ways, we expose that
Ain't no guarantees, but you know that
Niggas die every day, can't control that