Tuff Guy - King Magnetic

I ain’t no tuff guy I came to party and chill, lookin hard with your grill but

hardly as real.

I ain’t know tuff guy, I’m just the type to get right try

pulling out that knife, fuck around and get sliced

You a tough guy?

Then I got something for you that you can’t afford, the sword,

or the hand of Thor, in the door with the drop on you, Roscoe will waffle you,

anything is possible, But I ain’t no tuff guy!

Strapped at the park with my kids, cause fake ass rappers wanna park by my crib.

I ain’t gunna punch you cause I know you wana shoot me mane, run up in the

crib show you everything is Gucci, Mane.

I ain’t talking wardrobe,

no award show, red carpet with the four blow more so foes seem cause they weak,

fiend for the beef, steam cause they scheme Success on the scene or the street

Never had a good run they jogging in place, getting tired from seeing me

straight hogging they space, You gotta safe with no money it, its like I’m

checking the bully — Pushing the big boy with bunnies it.

I’m a cunnilingus,

that means I’ll lick a pussy and your favorite gangster rappers are victims to

me, cut em like Christmas cookies.

But you see I’m chilling, Hip-Hop still

needs a villain!

I ain’t no tuff guy I came to party and chill, lookin hard with your grill but

hardly as real.

I ain’t know tuff guy, I’m just the type to get right try

pulling out that knife, fuck around and get sliced

You a tough guy?

Then I got something for you that you can’t afford, the sword,

or the hand of Thor, in the door with the drop on you, Roscoe will waffle you,

anything is possible, But I ain’t no tuff guy!

I am more of a peacemaker, cause I know the alley-way that the streets take ya,

Beef with biz, we losing for sure, If I am losing my temper that means im

losing the tour, Don’t confuse me with war this gun as protection,

will stiff a body in seconds, and send a robbery message, and make my poverty

lessen until my stock is invested, The Flow is so sick, got my pockets

congested.

The plot and progression, I’m cocking the Wesson, When they try to

set me up like 2PAC in the session, I’m waiting for karma with more armor then

gladiators, exchange heat with infra-red, no radiators, I rather be in Spain,

Maine or Denmark, when people see the credits and letters the end starts,

Friends talk when your not around, no weight but I still got the pound!

I ain’t no tuff guy I came to party and chill, lookin hard with your grill but

hardly as real.

I ain’t know tuff guy, I’m just the type to get right try

pulling out that knife, fuck around and get sliced

You a tough guy?

Then I got something for you that you can’t afford, the sword,

or the hand of Thor, in the door with the drop on you, Roscoe will waffle you,

anything is possible, But I ain’t no tuff guy!

Nawmean, all that gang shit ain’t gangster when your pussy by yourself…