Genius Wrote It - Starlito, PETTY, Tha City Paper

I pulled up, take the block

Then I said I appreciate ya

Nowadays it’s just boss shit

Motivator, mediator

Got to watch out for them alphabet boys, abbreviators

Quarter chickens, four and a baby

Used to keep that bitch in an incubator

Small town, perfect timing

Pulled up bumping that Big Lou

Hoop dreams, junior college, goddamn I wish I was 6'2″

Hold up, hold up, remember me?

Motherfucking right, I remember nights

on the project floor

I didn’t even give a fuck, didn’t dim the lights

Old shit, but she heavy now, got a nigga telling them cock tales

Meeting up with young T Hyde, I ain’t s’posed to be eating these ox tails

Enterprise, need to rent a car, young bitch ain’t got a credit card

Son still getting his hustle on, shooting threes to better yard

I’m City Paper, I’m a rap god

All I can say is a genius wrote it

Half a plug, I ain’t even tripping, guess I’ll let Ms. Tina hold it

Blood money, see the stars, where the hell is Ms. Mother Nature?

Tryna get like them Arabs, 50 stores, 100 acres

Said a genius wrote it

Said a genius wrote it

Said a genius wrote it

Said a genius wrote it

I just caught a pound play out the Uber

They watching how I maneuver

Had to tell all my shooters stay off the computer

Had a bad looking bitch out at Hooters

And a broke hood bitch even cuter

Give me brain, she the tutor, I’m the student

End up fucking all the hoes I went to school with

She stupid, now I’m a genius, acting like they forgot the facts

I shot my strap, was balling for about two hours ‘fore he got snapped

Free my homies, this for the projects and the college cats

Gave away scholarships from my lil partners, passing out the stacks

Cool ass nigga, still Cashville’s hottest act

Just copped a spot in AZ and in Vegas, he must got a sec

I holler grind hard, and I mean it

Why you sound like that?

Cause I’m leaning

On it, sincerely yours, a genius wrote it

Said a genius wrote it

Said a genius wrote it

Said a genius wrote it

Said a genius wrote it

Hey, let me get it then

Fuck rap, jump back, be the

Getting paid, switch blade, cut that like a middleman

Pull up all black in a minivan

Imma kill em when it’s cold out

Leave a nigga with his soul out

Then I roll out, fuck it, say a genius wrote it

Ain’t no, uh uh, they don’t know about nothing

Young Aristotle, I’mma a starter

Check, I go hella harder

You can tell apart a motherfucker like me easy

Got a Socrates like philosophy

Prophesize every prophecy that my prophets see

Wonder what’ll make em start with me

I know that it’s hard to be, got a flow that can part the seas

My heart disease, bitch

Better check the signs, you don’t wanna be the next to die

It affects the time, so a nigga gon respect my mind

Petty Cain, I’m a rap god

Ride a beat, say a genius wrote it

Real niggas, real bitches love it

When I kick the bucket, RIP Bironas

This that shit that gon last forever

No dream, I know it, say a genius wrote it

King decoded, never let a ho between the focus

Said a genius wrote it

Do my dirt alone, I don’t want a nigga singing on me

Say a genius wrote it

And if you ain’t want it when I read up homie

Then I seen, said a genius wrote it