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M. O. Kahsay
M. O. Kahsay
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M. O. Kahsay
M. O. Kahsay
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(Kuhsigh) Ayo what's up what's up lets keep it real son Count this money yknow what im sayin? Hell yeah Hell yeah! And who are you? I've never seen anything like that Hold on Time comin' in I don't waste no day Never make time for the shit y'all say Cant even say what a fuck nigga talkin' 'bout Ridin' round, shittin' on niggas broad day I been tryna win, went and picked up my pace Take it to the chin then I stitch up my lace Niggas do a whole lotta rah-rah Niggas too wifi Never bring shit my way I know I make shit look easy You never gon' see me I'm whippin' that pot in they face I'm going 3 Peat no Weezy Don't tell me you need me I been had enough on my plate I grew up on the Waynes and the Ye's and the Drakes I could never save hoes with a mask and a cape Try to maintain but the code ain't safe Niggas switchin' up teams, I ain't goin' no way Too much to count I can't handle that shit they be giving me Woke up I had an epiphany I do my thing give a fuck if they feelin' me Niggas be stealin' the sauce it be killin' me You gave your bread and your heart Dont appeal to me I wouldn't touch her if she put a pill in me I thought you might just catch up, kiddin' me I be forgettin' I'm different, oh silly me She said K, you make it hot you gifted He mad dropped a lil' flop, no one listened Keep saying I'ma run the top, it's the mission These niggas been had the ball and they bricked it Bro we not politicking Please step back need a whole lotta distance Tryna go for that crown you missin' Run that, fuck that nigga you trippin' Time comin' in I don't waste no day Never make time for the shit y'all say Cant even say what a fuck nigga talkin' 'bout Ridin' round, shittin' on niggas broad day I been tryna win, went and picked up my pace Take it to the chin then I stitch up my lace Niggas do a whole lotta rah-rah Niggas too wifi Never bring shit my way I know I make shit look easy You never gon' see me I'm whippin' that pot in they face I'm going 3 Peat no Weezy Don't tell me you need me I been had enough on my plate I grew up on the Waynes and the Yes and the Drakes I could never save hoes with a mask and a cape Try to maintain but the code ain't safe Niggas switchin' up teams, I ain't goin' no way Hell nah
Writer(s): M. O. Kahsay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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