Letra de YouUgly - JID

(Feat. Westside Gunn)

FlyGod does like ugly, nigga (FlyGod, ah, grrt)

My bitch ugly, nigga

My bitch ugly, nigga (Grrt)

My sneakers eight thousand and they ugly, nigga (They ugly, nigga)

See, we ain't the fuckin' same (We ain't the fuckin' same)

Uh-uh, bum-ass niggas

I wish I fuckin' would wanna be another nigga but me (Grrt)

You niggas don't even fuckin' take care of your kids, nigga (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)

Ah, Fashion Week comin' up

Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot (Ah)

Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot

I'ma fuck at least three models

Uh, look

Live from the depths of hell with angel wings that have yet to flail

And fans argue 'bout record sales like they record exec's themselves

It's like we all under a spell and still, I hope this message reaches you well

God does like ugly and I could tell

Livin' check to check, nigga, check the mail

Another bill, pimp, my brother ain't even get no bail

On his third strike, and if he serve life, them crackers probably like, "That serves you right"

Shit too real, it just gave me chills

The devil's outside, angels is in the infield

Instigatin' a riot, then aimin' it at your windshield

It ain't right, nigga, what's you gon' fight or is you gon' sit still?

I'm sayin', like, we share the same plight, that's why we in here

They tipped the scale, if there's a way, then there's a will

Usin' words, doin' (Work), movin' weights just like Adele

Far cry from bugs in cereal boxes on the shelves

Now I order escargot on the plate, "It's a fuckin' snail?"

Ya Emma Stone behind the microphone, comparisons pale

It's been a long time comin', I swear, but let's be clear

Niggas know I been killin' this shit for years

Just took a fuckin' ceiling challenge to show I'm above my peers, be serious (Be fuckin' for real)

Dear Lord, there's tears in my eyes, I know

That tomorrow will bring sunny skies

And I will look back and smile

'Cause it's just a moment in time

It's just a moment in time

And trouble could stay for a while

It's just a moment

(Although I can see it, I know and believe thi-i—)

In the name of JJ Fish on Candler

I'ma at least pop ten bottles, at least (Woo)

This that '03 mix

Get my dick sucked by the Eiffel, nigga

Three months at the Ritz

Uh, look

Look into the light from a dark place

Had plans, told God, He laughed at my face

I'm an idiot thinkin' that we were safe

Now they outside waitin' with sawed-offs off safety

I saw it all, I'm the one catch fades like Ja'Marr Chase

Paul Walker playin' chicken, it's a car race

Nigga, you ain't ready to crash (Hahaha)

Ludacris laugh, I'm stickin' to it, can't nobody stop me

I'm top five, pop the Glock two times, might be top three

And I don't know the Fibonacci sequence

Put the numbers together and somethin' gotta make sense

Put some dents in this bitch, make a footprint

This ain't The Blueprint, nigga, this the blackprint

I'll let the K pop, no BLACKPINK

Hood nigga, good sense, no bullshittin'

Atlanta nigga livin' like the president

All my niggas presidential inauguration, no Nixon, no Reagan

New stick, just a beast, no nation under God

Indivisible with liberty, that's just for the squad

Red dogs walk around the park and them apartments

'Til us depart, they can't even tell us apart

Description, that nigga was dark, it was dark (He definitely was Black)

Fuck, I find a spark

Picked up the pen just to write some remarks

The wrongs, ugliest songs from the heart

Whole bunch of bars, no holds barred

Don't hold back, nigga, show those scars

Bro go loco, woah, that's harsh (Your shit sucks)

Christo, Childish, true Mozart

I know more money, the problems could start

Most that I've had, so I'm not so smart

Thinkin' back to bein' a lil' badass kid

JID and friends just playin' Mario Kart

Lookin' at my big brother baggin' that mid

And movin' 'round the city like Lewis & Clark

Hop out the car, turn 'to Carl Lewis

If you caught that bar, you understand why I do this

You don't know me, if you ain’t knew me when I was lil' Route

A lil' piece of rhyme truth came out one of my mucus

And now that Slime free, you can see it's still stupid

Everybody fried, niggas outside ruthless

Tryna stand out in a crowd amongst fools

And it's cool, but it's not about you right now

We ain't the fuckin' same at all

We ain't the fuckin' same (Ugly shit, nigga, we ain't the fuckin' same)

Ah, bum-ass niggas (Grrt)

Smack you on Sunday mornin', nigga (Mm)

On your way to church, nigga

Make sure you get there on time

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