Lyrics

My daughter sleeping start the preaching Ain't got rhyme my nigga slaughter reason Ain't got time my nigga carter season Catch that vibe on this and wild season Quarterbacking wide receiving been anemic Since seamen cannot see em damn I'm speeding super speeding Super nova pushing over like never Take the scenic down the reason Up the towers watch the heatens babel on like babies speaking Hate to see em, blue little pills fell into dreaming Or is this living man what's the difference If life's a bitch fuck in the kitchen Done lost my mind along with my wishes just dirty money and dirty dishes Don't touch my feathers, been through some shit This broken wing just need a fix Split my mind just like a Twix ain't killing this ain't killing this Boy you a lie I spit a lake, I light a fire then go to space Subliminal the way you hate no eye to eye no face to face My chicken fried my Mac Is baked this Hennessy not sweet tea You gone feel the wave when you get a taste It's a vibe like a double chain feel alive when I double lane Feel a lie when you come in vein I can call it when I see the snakes Like I call it when I see the jakes No failing took it out the options, been giving work with no deposits Now niggas saying that I'm tripping Cause I'm charging for it tryna fill my pockets But still spend it on Givanchi still spend it on them Jordan's Nigga cause I'm local I ain't got a wallet Boy I got a fam to feed too This is loyalty not greed dude I do it for more than the green dudes This is a sport and a dream too So show no remorse when I see you I'm shark in the water you seafood I'm so veg aka young nigga belly of beast Aka young nigga straight from the east Yee Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait Wait I see you following waves I see you following trends I know you try to pretend How bout you shine in yo skin How bout you shine in yo skin How bout you shine on yo own How bout you get out that home How bout you stay off that phone Unless it's bout money now I see through fake All these cats acting funny now I'm all about money now I put the site up Watch the checks do the run around Ain't the shit funny now, how you had the doubts That the clout wouldn't come about I gotta make momma proud So slowing me down just a thang that I can't allow I'm on fire I'm blazing now I'm a Sire I'm jaden now With no silver spoon in the gutter we'll make it out I'm plotting I'm staking out Just wait for the goal then we take it out Miami vice style you might need some ice style Cause this is too hot for yo lifestyle You can not fuck with me like lifestyles I keep on killing with my style I keep on grinding for my child I keep myself with the good vibes and staying that til it's lights out Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait I see you following waves I see you following trends I know you try to pretend How bout you shine in yo skin Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait Hold up, Wait I see you following waves I see you following trends I know you try to pretend How bout you shine in yo skin
Writer(s): Jeremiah Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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