Startin Sumthing - Intellectual

[Chorus: Michael Jackson]

Starting something

Yeah yeah

[Verse 1]

I like the way I spit the game I ain't talking

Rather pull up in the Bent moon walking

Biddies checking out my swag when I walk in

Cause I'm fresh to death like a nigga in the coffin

I'm screaming rest in peace to Mike

When I step up out the booth they should've rest in peace the mic

Cause a lot of niggas spit they'll never be this nice

If they try to take them left they'll never be this right, no

Keep it real too hot

I'm like a little Biggie mixed with 2Pac

I'm like a little Nas mixed with a Jay-Z

I'm spitting like a Mac mixed with a K

Cook crack bring it back like that

Tell Rugg stop the beat like it had a heart attack

I go into cardiac with a flow like woah

And I'm still young like Chris, Jeezy, Dro

Let Wheezy know, I ain't dead I'm alive

And I'm in the lead too

He be Jordan I'm Lebron

I be on it all the time niggas off like a light switch

Hop up on the track going wild like a white bitch

I just beat the beat like a copper with a nice stick

Know it always got to be a hater,"I don't like this"

Nigga you know you don't like shit

I got the game on lock like a vice grip

People say I'm doing good I just tell them that I'm trying

Cross me leave a nigga mom frying

Lot of rappers they really be lying

And I'm the truth, tell 'em Mike

[Chorus: Michael Jackson]

Starting something

Yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

Wrist looking like Mike Jack jacket

VVS is like lights camera action

Real talk, wasn't for the rapping

I be in the hood having birdies with a ratchet

Whole strip got money like parkway

And the boardwalk [?]

School of hard knocks I was in the hallways

Getting to the money like everyday all day

I ain't do my homework had my own work

My nigga [?] show me how the [?] work

One-two-three shit I was in the zone first

Any chick I ever touch gave me dome first

Believe that, give me feedback

Fresh [?] my nigga be back

Tell 'em we back where the keys at

In the hood flipping like a dirty kid with three [?]

People say I'm getting money I just tell them that I'm trying

I should bring a bitch hard have her [?]

Have her knocking at my door spying

Tell 'em Mike

[Chorus: Michael Jackson]

Starting something

Yeah yeah

[Interlude]

You're A Vegetable, You're A Vegetable

Still They Hate You, You're A Vegetable

You're Just A Buffet, You're A Vegetable

They Eat Off Of You, You're A Vegetable

[Outro]

We had the Rosé with the Nuvo

If you a hustler throw some money up

If you a hustler

Now ladies if you getting money

Let me see you drop down, drop down

All my hustlers throw your bankrolls up

All my ladies put your Louis bags up

Put your Louis bags up

Right now right now

All my hustler put your bankrolls up

Right now right now

Tell security they better fall back

What you looking at what you hating for