Pusha Man Lyrics - Acid Rap - Chance The Rapper

Ten damn days 

And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows and chauffeurs with road rage 

Still the same damn ad-lib: IGH!, always 

Still gotta letterman, no practice 

Still gotta burner man, no lacking 

Still outtin Jams nigga, no Jackson 

No Jordan and we toe-tagging 

I'll take you to land, where the lake made of sand 

And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance 

And the money ain't yours 

Now it's just a red pill, 

Got a blue and a hand full of Advils 

I'm the new Nitty, fuck it Nitty the the old me 

So I'm a tell the buyer what Nitty told me 

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I got that Mmm Mmm 

I got that God damn 

I'm yo pusha man 

I'm yo, I'm yo pusha man 

Pimp slapping, toe taggin 

I'm just tryna fight the man 

I'm yo pusha man 

I'm yo, I'm yo pusha man You a laaaaaaaame, and your bitch break down my weed sometimes 

See my face in the streets, in the tweets 

And a Reader or a Redeye if you read Sun-Times 

She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D 

Even though I only beat one time 

One time it was one two times 

It was two plus me equals threesome time 

Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex 

Got neck from all these thots I sex 

Rastafari them shottas yes 

House safari, mi casa, yes 

Poppy fields of that popeye 

She came to party, she popped a Molly 

Said "come to papa", she said "papa, yes" 

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I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips 

With the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip 

Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz 

But a lotta niggas dying, so my 9 with the shits Move to the neighborhood, I bet they don't stay for good, watch 

Somebody'll steal daddy's rollie, and call it the neighborhood watch 

Pray for a safer hood when my paper good, watch 

Captain save the hood, hood savior, baby boy, still get ID'd for swishers 

Mama still wash my clothes, still with Save Money militia 

I'm a still watch my bros 

Trapped in the middle of the map, with a little bitty rock 

And a little bit of rap 

That with a literary knack and a little shitty Mac 

And like literally jack 

They murking kids, they murder kids here 

Why you think they don't talk about it? They deserted us here 

Where the fuck is Matt Lauer at? Somebody get Katie Couric in here 

Probably scared of all the refugees, look like we had a fucking hurricane here 

They be shooting whether it's dark or not, I mean the days is pretty dark a lot 

Down here it's easier to find a gun than it is to find a fucking parking spot 

No love for the opposition, specifically a cop position, 

Cause they've never been in our position 

Getting violations for the nation, correlating, you dry snitching 

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too. 

I know you scared, me too. 

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too. 

If you was there, then we just knew you'd care, too. 

It just got warm out, this this shit I've been warned about. 

I hope that it storm in the morning, I hope that it's pouring out. 

I hate crowded beaches, I hate the sound of fireworks. 

And I ponder what's worse between knowing it's over and dying first. 

Cause everybody dies in the summer. 

Wanna say ya goodbyes, tell them while it's spring. 

I heard everybody's dying in the summer, so pray to God for a little more spring. 

I know you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too. 

If you was there, then we just knew you'd care, too.