HOOK:
Give me something Newz Worthy, Newz Worthy not that BS y'all servin'
Verse 1:
Give me something that is new homes/ maybe I'll take it back to the group home (break bead) share knowledge family, no need to be cheap like a big lots coupon/ Already know what you're on, it's the same o song, when the intro come on/popping bottles of patron and we selling zones/get them girls out their panties then we send them home/It's gotta be more than what you're telling/ there gotta be more than what you're selling/I'm trying to be more cause I'm a felon/ I'm trying to plant seeds up in my melon/ drink more water cause we're dying of thirst/you never seen a Uhaul pulled by a hearse/ you can't take it with you when you're put in the dirt/we selling our souls cause we don't know it's worth/ we got it so backwards/ there's power in these adverbs/we don't wanna fly like birds/we too weak to fight that urge
Verse 2:
Some reporting the news but it's bias/ let the truth fly right on by us/ bending it all so they're liars/ benefit for their own empires/No cookies, but their hands in the jar/ waving white flags but they still want war/be aware of the fields where you stepping/be alert with the set that you reppin'/come to take control with their weapons/ slave you and control of your section/ section 8 to your mobile homes/ no color don't matter when its profits alone/ yeah peasants kneel down to the king on the throne/tracking everything now plus your mobile phones
Controlling your life and your soul / They want more riches and gold/ the devil is handsome I'm told/ Gotta be careful don't fold
Verse 3:
So you still wanna rap, still wanna trap/ you can be bridging the gap, but you go banana in public/ ape shit over your guns and stacks/ money ain't if it ain't saved/ neither can you take it to your grave/ try being something other than a slave/ say something that' will spark the brave/ BRAVE hearted, no slave hearted, bringing news back is my main target/ exercise the right to stretch out these bars, dang right I'm a real artist/ flexing on artist that's giving us nothing/ nigga we're hungry start giving us substance/ malnutrition is killing the culture/ rappers are dead you're seeing the vultures/ the vultures, they're flying around and looking for carcass /you look like meat, so you are the target/don't be deceive they're soaring eagles/sometimes the evil hidden in people