What Is Neon chords by MONE CORLEONE
Verse 1
Am
Big stop...
So, what is Neon?
Look, this be that new era
Niggas wishin' they could do better
It's that Ferragamo suit weather
Patent leather in your boot steps
See I'm the Hugh Hefner
to you new heifers
Hola
The fuck you think I rap this good?
To be in the hood?
You wishin' that I don't do good
Yeah you should
See I ain't never hate on nobody
Never would
Look even if I wanted to nigga
I never could,
I'm just somethin' different
You know they lyin' when
they tell you different
Go ask the bitches,
bet they know the difference
A hundred miles,
couldn't close the distance
So close your mouth,
keep my style out your fuckin' dentures
See when it comes to this shit,
I'm confuckin' sister
Never miss it, but how we gon' remember
the names they never mention?
I see through all you frauds
and all your contradictions
How you hoppin' out that farm
without a pot to piss in?
You dream chasin' with
a team full of meeks,
that shit is sweet
So who the fuck is playin'
top position?
You niggas think you know me
I'm super cordial,
that don't make us homies
Don't get it twisted,
I will fuck your shorty, shorty
The biggest boss is cuttin' Lil' Boi meat
See I'm a self -employee
Worked for Vic, Fikin' and Victory
You niggas can't do shit for me
Bottom line
So run until that shit stormy
I'ma tell mines like
Who you know fuckin' with Moan?
Riddle me that
The rest of y 'all knowin'
where I'm lyrically at
Mirror match shit
I'ma need a mirror for that
We talkin' facts and I couldn't
F
Am
say it clearer than that
I'm really old -fashioned, for real
Look how I'm really rappin'
I'm just talkin' to niggas
But then again I'm snappin'
really spazzin'
Nigga, I'm ten toes deep
High nigga talkin' this way
on the disco beat
Niggas countin' me out
Had to double back
Had a half a mil, gotta double that,
my next deal, double that
Sign a young n***a
that can mumble rap,
put him on the map
If I can hustle crack, I can hustle rap,
that's a fact
I been there, they in where I begin at
You n****s jumpin' shit, we
don't commend that
Talkin' bout your block,
we would spin that
Throw a couple shots, we would amend that
All this back talk, n****s spin that
With them foreign whips
and these chicks that you spit bout
Cases of 42 in the zoo just to piss out
Runnin' you dudes out of your shoes
make you skip out
Em
Lettin' these fools get
Am
you confused
bout what Vic bout
I been on my cool,
I been bossed up, gentlemen smooth
Never argue with fools,
they got a team up
To get their cream up
Four deep in the five -seventy beamer
You niggas misdemeanors
Am
Don't worry about a sweetheart
Cause this that splat
If it went over your head
Bring this shit right back
Uh Mo
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