Shame On You - D Smoke

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Summer in the wintertime

Smoke back on this beat, act like it’s dinnertime

Four packs, no receipt, no LoJack, hold my heat in case I have to throw that in

the river after sinner time

Uh, I’m good, I’m good, I swear, I’m good, I ain’t losing no sleep

I’m hood, I’m Wood, I’m where I wanna be, see no defeat

I pull that off the hip to shoot the shit that piss the vultures off,

the culture’s in good hands, goddamn, that man is so in sync

Uh, Justin Timberlake

Seized planet, now good karma on my dinnerplate

I played th backup actor, actively soaked up that after my acumn,

ruder master flew to interspace

Two times for niggas that ain’t gon' lose

Three times for niggas that break wrong rules

One time for niggas that paid those dues

Listen, if you ain’t getting it, then shame on you, on you

Girl, I’m tryna put this game on you

Might fuck around, let me scribble my name on you, on you

Seven figures, put my gang on too

Fuck it, if you don’t get it, it’s a shame on you

Uh, shame on

Ooh, damn, ooh, damn, you can’t put the blame on

Nobody but who you see when you turn candleflame on

And that window stain show reflection, please refrain from

Projecting to protect you from accepting your name tarnished

Bitch, you ain’t farted

Think you the shit, really this shit ain’t for the faint hearted

Think you’ve been hip, then take a two piece to your brain target

Think you’ve been slick, the truth defines you reclining, you so lethargic

Run that fade if you hate

Uh, juice box, squeeze that Minute Maid, bust a grape

Uh, rooftop, see, that chain is lame if it break

Uh, goosebumps, leave that nigga dazed, put the Glock away and sock on they

face, show your pain if you brave

Oops, I done did it again if you late

Uh, roots run deeper than Hussein, who rang?

I rock two chains, who bang?

I block two lanes, Wu Tang

Hop out and swing, true king, ask 'bout me

Two times for niggas that ain’t gon' lose

Three times for niggas that break wrong rules

One time for niggas that paid those dues

Listen, if you ain’t getting it, then shame on you, on you

Girl, I’m tryna put this game on you

Might fuck around, let me scribble my name on you, on you

Seven figures, put my gang on too

Fuck it, if you don’t get it, it’s a shame on you

Far more than the minimum

Finish him

Throw hands, swing back like a pendulum

To knock that racket, no Wimbledon

In a long-sleeved Pendleton

Where the palm tree, palm leaves give me shade, even when the fray leading

brigades defending the innocent

Threw pops in the penitentiary, incidentally, all his sons grew up to be

gentlemen

With a knack for the penciling

Could scrap with the best of them

Put one straight through your chest for them

Boy, you ain’t got no business fucking with these family ties, on my life,

it’s about to be a— Wait, hold up

Boy, we don’t leave no witness, word to Guinness, every record that we wrecking

toting pistols

It’s incidental

Two times for niggas that ain’t gon' lose

Three times for niggas that break wrong rules

One time for niggas that paid those dues

Listen, if you ain’t getting it, then shame on you, on you

Girl, I’m tryna put this game on you

Might fuck around, let me scribble my name on you, on you

Seven figures, put my gang on too

Fuck it, if you don’t get it, it’s a shame on you