Consistently Inconsistent - Deniro Farrar

Riding with my thug

Everything love, everything love, everything love

Married to the plug

Everything love, everything love, everything love

Money just because

Everything love, everything love, everything love

Gotta thank the man above, cause

Everything love, everything love, everything love

Bimbo you too simple to get down with this here

Forrest Gump shit, run my town up in here

Be cool, cause we’ll tear it down up in here

Ye' ain’t tribe nigga you can’t come around up in here

I’m a fool, I ain’t fucking round up in here

Too precise for defeat nigga, check my technique

On the street, I’m known as that nigga with the verses

My old lady even tribe, she don’t wear designer purses

What you thought, a nigga was a motherfucking dummy

Rock destroyed Chucks and I act kind of slummy

Blowing all the cheddar I ain’t saving up the money

On the cash like a bumblebee fly to the honey

Get a clue, my nigga you don’t even know the half

She was 'posed to be my equal but ain’t even know the math

Get the picture, or nigga do you need a bigger graph

Stole the concept, running through these tracks like a contest

Riding with my thug

Everything love, everything love, everything love

Married to the plug

Everything love, everything love, everything love

Money just because

Everything love, everything love, everything love

Gotta thank the man above, cause

Everything love, everything love, everything love

What happened, huh?

Don’t nobody know nothing?

C’mon now everybody speak at once

You mean to tell me out of all ya’ll motherfuckers in here don’t nobody know

jack shit?

Don’t nobody know nothing?

What up with this?

Somebody gotta know something going on

See what I’m saying?

You fucked up big time.

You’re incapable of running this shit.

If you was taken

care of business…

If I was what?

If I was what?

Say it again, what you say?

That’s what I thought you said, cause that’s what I got right now- nothing!

Niggas be all in your face but they want your spot

I’m eating lobster, meditating on the yacht

Ain’t the type to rap about some shit that I ain’t got

Niggas always gassing rappers, acting like they hot

But let the truth be told, you really not

What you think you is but that ain’t my biz

Niggas get offended then they get in they feelings

If you ain’t my tribe we can’t have no dealings

Building and destroying, tell me what you building

Niggas is bitches, they killing over women

Let me stop the track, so i can wipe my tears

Tears that I shed for the ones no longer here

Like Corey, Avery, Donkey, Rel, and Wheel

Now I understand why Lil Shaq be popping pills

Industry is fake but my life so real

All my niggas getting killed that’s why I’m riding with my steel