Macho (feat. Ludi, Daj', Baby AP)

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Tu si eres macho
Ello no pueden jugar más Tigo 
Sigue soñando despierto 
Olle
No pares ja y quedate puro

I gotta shine
Elevation take time
While I sat back on recline
I knew I'd be fine (Yeah)
So far in this life I been one of a kind
I gotta ride Lamborghini
Book me a flight to Tahiti
Stackin' my paper
You would think I would ride wit genies
Got my bitch brand new bikini (Yeah)
Hit her wit the two piece (Yup)
Kick it like Bruce Lee (Yup)
Imma tell you again (Aye)
I made the beat my nigga (Uhh)
I took a loss
I had to prove I could stand on my feet my nigga 
You would fold under pressure
Y'all niggas weak my nigga (Aye)
It could get Macho (Yup)
Cook it like Roscoes (Yup)
Just a bunch of young niggas
And we coming out the Veg, and you know we keep a lot tho (Yup)
You would Fall like Taco (Man)
Young nigga draw up the plans
If we talking bout bands (Yeah)
You was in the stands
Couldn't understand, man

I was there, he was there
She was there, P was there
T was there, Daj was there
We was all there, yeah
(Macho! It could get Macho!)
Mike was there
Ike was there
Jean was there
Bob was there
Pac was there 
God was there 
They was all there
(Macho! It could get Macho!)

They was all there to witness 
How I finish from the beginning
Walkin down Abbey Road wit Johnny Lennon
Wit the finest women in the finest linen 
Shit comes easy like water, lemon 
I don't replenish 
Thirsty hoes 
Get More specific 
I'm different
Get more more descriptive?
Gold on me, gold like Egyptian 
I'm max coolie and that's God to witness 
Don't ask them, them God pretenders 
All these Fake ass chains
Niggas copped a chain, and think you changed
Imma cop the range and get out my range 
We not playin the same game 
Yall think yall live well I'm 2k 
Made 3k in a day ask the bank 
Don't walk around like ya shit don't stank 
Like ya shit don't stank 
Like ya shit dont stank
Don't hit me nigga I ain't tryna link 
I'm just tryna think 
I'm just tryna meditate 
I'm just separate
Tryna see the pearly gates 
But it seem like a world away 
We gone be okay and we know that
Please don't hit me sayin' you want ya hoe back 
Nike's on my feet unreleased nigga no cap 
All this fake ice that's a snowcap, yeah
Pocket full of paper 
World of haters 
And a head full thoughts 
And them thoughts so sacred 
Is the world gone take him 
Is the money gone change em
But the money can't change me
Been had goudda swiss cheese since a baby so stop acting crazy 
Worried bout the bunnies but them shits got rabies 
And I'll be damned to let an earthling phase me 
So it's f*ck you pay me, Okay
The more you know, the more you know you don't know shit 
Mmm but damn ignorance still a bliss 
I SMH at these niglets 
These just me thoughts while me high off a spliff 
While me up on a cliff in Hawaii with the shits 
Or I can be a menace in Venice 
Ain't talkin Cali
I'm talking Itali (I-Tally)
Walking round proudly 
They want me to be rowdy 
I am not the Nigga who yall think I is
Or maybe I am 
It just depends on how you think of the kid
And when they talk I plead the 5th 
And please believe we is at the ritz 
What happened to the beat

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