Wale — What More Can I Say

[Intro] [Verse 1: Wale] Never been a nigga more intricate with the wisdom Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions It's crazy to think I'm crazy, it's passion my nigga Living subscription on what having ambition will get ya Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes Easily Leo Da Vinci when I piece in a picture Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet Marty McFly'ed in 'em, higher designer denim Ya'll a bunch of dicks but I could still see the vagina in 'em I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental If you could read between the lines come and get your issue I'm trynna tell you I'm sick of these niggas Smoking more than Ricky Williams though Reggie is my nigga No Reggie on my nigga, I moschino you niggas And when it come to tight games I'm O.T. with the bitches (yeah) I'mma go hard so my momma kick her feet up The abominable snowman would walk away anemic nigga Honestly, no man is strong enough to see us They ain't roll with all that fuck shit I can't stomach what they feed us (heh) Yeah I'm gon' leave with her All up in her backspace like a delete button Have a taste shawty, I think you need lovin' You need direction, look what we encompass Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers They just be eager for money they ain't trynna Jesus' mother I leave and love 'em I love and leave 'em So many foams in my closet, no Walter Oliva Pourin' this reefer, I'm rollin' like re-up Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter I need my respect, you can keep all the features When I put this shit down, I put the DMV up We up, We up, We up and We out We out