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Roc-A-Fella Y’all Lyrics Lupe Fiasco

Roc-A-Fella Y’all Lyrics Lupe Fiasco

Roc-A-Fella Y’all Lyrics Lupe Fiasco

All proceeds to my chain
Yeah, yeah
Should've never gave them niggas no money
We was in the store, man, but we ain't want nothin' (Ain't want nothin')
'Cause we was broke, nah, a nigga ain't frontin' no more, oh, no (No more)
Should've never gave them niggas no money (No money)
We was in the store, man, butwe ain't want nothin' (Nah)
'Cause we was poor, nah, a nigga ain't frontin' no more, oh, no (No more)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
My mentality's a tapestry, ain't it? If I can paint it
It’d be too heavy to hang it from the nail in the wall
Dangеrously danglin'
Sick with the languages speakin' pangolin down at thе animal mall, oh
He who answered the call, the most cancelled rapper who rappin' never happened to fall
Wanna subdue Lu like Max Verstappen
Take him off the track and lap him, I see the devil clappin' his claws
But this what happens after applause if rappin' was blacked call this rappin' from the back of a broad
This style of rappin's called pattern and pause
Still a one-man class action trapped in his cause (Yeah)

Stay focused, keep grindin'
Follow the mission
Don't stop 'til you get there
When you think you there, keep goin'
Keep grindin', hustle

[Verse 2]
I'm a different type of nigga fulfilled
Say the word, nigga is a trigger so chill
I'm like, "Why keep nigga concealed?
It's white people still usin' the word nigga for real
Never ignorant, genuine genius appeals sincerely hearin' it thrills
Yeah, I'm from a lyrical miracle, biblical guild a great white clearing his gills the nearest mirror of skill
Somewhere between jazz, Jigga and drill
Minus all the niggas it kills
Right before they finish they wills
A healthy menace told the dentist I eat splenda, spinach and pills for life
Playin' Ur with David Blaine on a commercial flight, first class rollin' the dice
This for my chain
All donations are appreciated
I put the pen down but the location was abbreviated
To briefly state it that's briefly stayed with we still apart
But the split was so congenial it's like divorces was mediated, uh
Drifted the genetics 'til it speciated
Put variables in my dataset and then I deviated
It's miracles in the dataset it's like DBA as TD Jakes without a CPA
I used to CTA at Ferrari from that Harvey from this car seat, can believe he made it
Target hated feelin' like Star of David where they GDK it, uh
Independent thinker
I should CD Babe it, feet covered in Tinkers
Promise to self no longer reference the Matrix and stay away from fake shit
'Cause in a flash they'll turn on the click just like blinkers
These and other hazards are just part of the work
Reverse Aztec put my heart in a verse
The one man half Dash, Carter and Burke, yeah

Roc-A-Fella, y'all

[Verse 3]
Impediments and the random egotistical elephant in the room
Lookin' for somethin' heaven sent, like it's medicine in the moon
Or intelligence in the heaviness of a tune
How much your song weigh? Thirty pounds for every entendre
So the playlist will still be heavy as a spaceship on a spaceship
Even though it's weightless
A bar full of plates so a waitress weightlifts with every single entree
Contray to what the pawn say, swan slay with every convey
If words were rocks, birds in flocks, stop that's not the chess of the experts
That's a straight rookie move
To get close to the DOS, I fed 'em bread first
Jaded so denigrated and inundated
With every image that I was finished and in a status of endin' stages
So I insulated into pages, liberated my inner sages
Now the minutes from the meetings of my mind with my mind
Look like a minister mixed with Dennis the Menace, made it, baited, beat it, baked it and ate it
Graciously my engineer saved the most sacred of it in avid, moor
I can sell money to the poor
A pyramid to a mummy, they even pay attention even when they ignore
My compulsive indecision made addition into a chore
Is it two plus two? Just two two's? Or is it four?
If I got a calculator, what's the point of even keepin' score?
That's not allowed when you tested
So I added it all up, they just tryna slow us down like instruments in Texas
All proceeds to my necklace

Roc-A-Fella, y'all
Roc-A-Fella, y'all
(All proceeds to my chain)

Should've never gave them niggas no money
We was in the store 'member we ain't want nothin'
'Cause we was broke, now a nigga ain't frontin' no more
Should've never gave them niggas no money
We was in the store 'member we ain't want nothin'
'Cause we was poor, now a nigga ain't frontin' no more, oh-oh, yeah

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Song Credit:–

Song:– Roc-A-Fella Y’all
Singer:– Lupe Fiasco
Producer:– Lupe Fiasco
Written:– Lupe Fiasco
Released:– July 21, 2023

About Lupe Fiasco:–

Lupe Fiasco, whose real name is Wasalu Muhammad Jaco, is an American rapper, songwriter, and record producer. He was born on February 16, 1982, in Chicago, Illinois. Lupe Fiasco gained recognition in the mid-2000s for his thought-provoking and socially conscious lyrics, as well as his complex and intricate rhyme schemes.

He first gained attention with his mixtapes and guest appearances on various tracks before releasing his critically acclaimed debut album, "Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor," in 2006. The album featured hit singles like "Kick, Push" and "Daydreamin'" and earned him multiple Grammy nominations.

Lupe Fiasco continued to release successful albums, including "The Cool," "Lasers," "Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1," and "Tetsuo & Youth." Throughout his career, he has been praised for his storytelling abilities and willingness to tackle deep and controversial subjects in his music.

In addition to his music, Lupe Fiasco has been involved in various philanthropic efforts and activism. He is known for his advocacy on issues such as social justice, education, and humanitarian causes.