Lyrics:
on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
your songs, but just know that puts me up
Cause i'm beefing with this kid, who we know will not respond
Because he's too busy reaching that infinity,
Bitch I go by BG, so I'm like hollon lemme in it
Me and my brothers on a mission, catch yo ass then boy you finish
If I get caught won't say thang,
U role up U role up
They want me to blow up Cuz I show them
What it takes To go up
Saw u in person u froze up, Got dat ice , I'm too froze up
Mama say
Hey yo D, it's your nigga D
Uh-huh
What the fuck, you forgot about me?
You've been eatin' real good lately
Didn't get a shout out on your last
You Already Know what time it is
It's ya boy Krayko Breezy a.k.a The Golden Kid
Ayo I'm kind of feeling this beat right now
But I don't really got no
daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage
on it and I'm taking no shit Orlando 2016 this song is for that for every gay kid out there who was ever made to feel bad or ashamed of things they
They keep stopping my flow
(They keep stopping my flow) Craig!
Everywhere that I go
(Everywhere that I go)
They keep stopping my flow, yo, check it
I'm the man of the moment
I dont have no opponents
I'm built to win lemme bill a ting
Yo my g pass the components
Set a trap n it's a wrap for
When you hit the scene they like fools day
When I drop a song they like press play
When you drop a song it gets no play
Time is up and I ant got nothing
crackin' it up or something (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em)
Well, good night (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em out Rick)
crackin' it up or something (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em)
Well, good night (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em out Rick)
took the pies man (it was him)
It was him
Listen, who ate all the pies? It was me Wiley
Top boy riddems they are made by me
I've got high mic
to make these new moves
Searching for a new groove
What’s up kid?
What it is dude
Just trying to stay cool
Living by my own rules
I gotta get back
hugged me, and then he turned around
I threw the duffel bag over my shoulder
It was time to get props kid, 'cause now I'm older
Time to fend for myself
(KJ, what you got goin' on, man?)
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)
I got a lil' bitch from the hood
I call her, "Gang," she don't play with that
movement it ain't moving till you dead Bruh
Don't let that social media get in yo head bruh
You betta focus on yo kids and get yo bread up
And tell the real
every song faceless?
Does it have a title? If didn't would you name it?
Does it babble about nothing like a drunken atheist?
We could run that Or' Wells
topic shit
the poppin always floppin
So I put a touch a feelin now the peoples always coppin it, like 5-0.
Tryna keep the crime low
Distracted by
elevate
I might grab the highpoint
My baby got hell of a cake
Rice paper fine joint
Wrap it up and sell a fame
Been going thru hell of a pain
I up on in
Hanging upside down, bust it, then reload it
[Books]
Yo, I'm coming up from Virginia, on the linear
Having dinner y'all, with this dime piece named
me
Mommy fied how I had em wrap em up
No tee pee
You got to earn it baby my trust it ain't free
I'll never treat you like you under me
Even if you
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