I Wish (Remix)

[Verse 1:]

I wish a motherf*cker the best of a luck

Suckers can kiss my pickle, adjust your lip up and f*cking pucker

I got pull like a trucker, specifically southern Louie the Slugger

Tucked on the Chevy rubber to bust your bubble

Hug your mother, don't lie to your brother

You know Yela's trouble, call the police,

Look at these bleeding knuckles

Alabama's elephant feet rumble, get pummeled and beat

Underneath the concrete like a street plumber

Give me the bucks from in the trees hundreds of leaves

Cover the? sleeves I got it, believe it momma

Corny motherf*ckers we shuck em

And animals, we stuff em, a cannibal, he's bluffing nah

Woke up in the morning with a f*cking pen and a pistol

I put one to the paper, I put one to my fears

Stuck up a shop with the pen then I shot up my notebook

I'm reading bullet holes, I wish I f*cking would



[Chorus:]

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell me that I ain't hip hop

B*tch you ain't hip hop

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell me that my shit gonna flop

B*tch your shit gonna flop

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell me that I ain't hip hop

B*tch you ain't hip hop

I wish a motherf*cker would

I wish a motherf*cker would



[Verse 2:]

Hello all my fellow crooks as I let the cigarello cook

I'm kool-aid, I got that ghetto hook

I got a white b*tch who said she went to Pebblebrook

Graduated in '03 and love Yelawolf

I got more numbers than a yellow book

And I took more shots than Carmello took

So I'm used to being an underdog

Send my goons to come assault every last one of y'all

No wonder all they brawl take their pajamas off

Look up? whenever I want to call

I'm a convict but I don't wear orange

I'm so raw, catch me in my rare form

I been fly, my momma gave birth to me on a plane

N*gga so I guess you could say I'm airborne

I'm running my city getting my mayor on

Stay on my grizzly, you know I bear arms



[Chorus:]

I wish a motherf*cker would

Try to run up on me, I keep that clip cocked

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell that ain't kush that's in my zip look

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell me I ain't hip hop, b*tch my shit hot

I wish a motherf*cker would

I wish a motherf*cker would



[Verse 3:]

Au contraire mon frere one pure pain giver

Don't ingest this, it might cause corrosion of the liver

Yeah toxic, dropkick opponents on arrival

This ain't hip hop, this is the manual to survival

Take notes fake folks, imitators and lovers

A true to life Jesus risen up from the gutter

I'm awesome, different from the rest of you rappers

And that's real shit, Pill spits exactly what happened

This is chemistry?

Please explain the vivid scenes of what occurred on streets

And I doubt if you know what it really means

Cultural differences divide us and our nemesis

When music is the food for living I think we all forgetting this

Born into poverty, hard torn obviously

That ain't going so we trying to figure out how to eat

Older brother hustling, momma working overtime

Now I'm standing in the kitchen whipping bank it's soda time



[Chorus:]

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell me this ain't straight drop yams fresh out the pot

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell me this ain't a trout spot serving it to a block

I wish a motherf*cker would

Tell me this ain't a yam shop, come and order your rocks

I wish a motherf*cker would

I wish a motherf*cker would