Album Cover New Year New Fee

New Year New Fee

Q.G. The BlacKnight

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Recently I been on a roll

Lyrically killing souls I′m the Grim Reaper

Adding letters to my net valueMom and Pops was a match teacher

Actually I been killing shit

Factually I been killing sheep

Since the tour started I been cold hearted

No rest so I'm killing sleep

Still sleeping on the Black Knight

Ya better get ya ass some act right

You better pay attention

Thinking I ain′t read ya comments and attacks right

It's funny to me

Call me when it's really something to see

In the mean time I′m indifferent

It′s not love or hate, it's just business

So respect I

Mad cause I left them sitting there on standby

You tell the truth one time

And now they all look at you like you the bad guy

Some people demand I

Talk time off from the rapping shit

But the crew keep saying keep going

Cause they realize who they rapping with

Captain of this capping shit

Ahead of y′all better get work

Before I start dropping bombs every single week and y'all get ya feelings hurt

Put you children in ya place

Symbiotic outta space

Labels laughed in my face

When I ask what′s wrong with the tape?

They tired of bass, They tired of trap shit

They tired of real niggas doing real things

With this rap shit

They tired of you, they tired of me

So fuck 'em all, I′ma do me

New Year, this a New Fee, New Fee

Fuck y'all, I'ma do me

New Year, this a New Fee, New Fee

Fuck ′em all, I′ma do me

New Year, this a New Fee, New Fee

Never heard about you but congrats

And happy belated

Goofy niggas still riding the wave

Da ARK has created.

Jack of these talents, I do it all

Non-believers had to prove em wrong

Kept it cool, never played the fool

Now I'm burning niggas like incinerators

No rush, had to keep it patient

Young Kerkorian, I′m killing patients

What the world gone do without him

Young King like I'm Tutankhamun

Last prophet

Scared nigga, go to church

They don′t care about your worth

Unless you put it in a verse

Me, I'm still on the same shit

All of these niggas I came up with

Need theirs, it don′t make sense

If we break bills just to make cents

Time spent on ya fake shit

Is time spent when i ain't make shit

Make shift rappers hate this

When the bars drop and the bass hit

I been ballin on my own

You rocky niggas need a face lift

Couldn't stop me I′m still on

Bleeding first with ya face split

Ivan Drago I′ma break shit

Cooking niggas I can taste it

I got tired of being basic

You label nigga gone hate this

They tired of bass, They tired of trap shit

They tired of real niggas doing real things

With this rap shit,

They tired of you, they tired of me

So fuck 'em all, I′ma do me

New Year, this a New Fee, New Fee

Fuck 'Y′all, I'ma do me

New Year, this a New Fee, New Fee

Fuck ′em all, I'ma do me

New Year, this a New Fee, New Fee