Symba (USA)
Don’t Condone 2
[Intro]
(Goddamn, Caston)

[Chorus]
The money still lookin' familiar, but y'all n***as ain't
Can't play at y'all n***as' pace
Can't run y'all n***as' race
The rap game just like Squid Games, nobody safe

[Verse 1]
Ayy
Dior track pants, mood on Last Dance
Still get inspired by the brother of Blacc Sam
Tryna turn five into ten like clap hands
Shh, me no cap, man
My new girl look like she don't date Black men
My ex-girl tryna get the scoop like Fatman
But tell DreamDoll I want more than a lap dance
Now watch how I step and your steppers ain't like Stephen
Really not shooters, just fire off on computers
Gotta watch the n***as who stand still when you get into it
Because a iced-out Jesus will turn a n***a to Judas
The whole concept of real n***a is ruined
These n***as think money can buy 'em some influence
A bunch of grown men competin' for who the cutest
Ain't about the latest look if you out here lookin' stupid
Remember nights moms callin', tellin' me to slow down
She was tryna save me from the path I tried to go down
I could've threw my life away runnin' with the wrong crowd
I just wish I knew back then what a n***a know now
[Refrain]
God put me here to shine
Be careful when you share your vision with the blind
I wasted a lot of time considerin' everybody's opinion except mines

[Chorus]
The money still lookin' familiar, but y'all n***as ain't
Can't play at y'all n***as' pace
Can't run y'all n***as' race
The rap game just like Squid Games, nobody safe

[Verse 2]
Ayy
And I've watched all these n***as play friends to make M's
Buy a lil' jewelry, then go and cop 'em a Benz
Fuck a few hoes that most of us probably hit
Just to feel validated by bitches who ain't shit
But I can't blame her 'cause these n***as is licks
Flyin' hoes out, man, these n***as a trip
You out here takin' care of these hoes more than your kids
Back in school, we ain't even know these n***as exist
I just left Dior, about to meet up with Lior
Jumpin' out a car that the driver don't need a key for
I ain't seen it all, but I seen enough to see more
You see the same shit way differently when you see more
They don't see the work that I'm puttin' in
I ain't where I wanna be, but not where I could've been
I ain't tryna end up rappin' 'bout where I should've been
Back in the hood again, back in that good again
Time tell it all when you prosper, n***as fall off the roster
Friends turn into good movies, you gotta watch 'em
They gon' try to plot on you when they run out of options
When they can't find no real shit on you, they gotta gossip
[Refrain]
Yeah, but God put me here to shine
Be careful when you share your vision with the blind
Man, I wasted a lot of time considerin' everybody's opinion except mines
'Cause those take time