Brazy
Kalvin Kingtor
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I remember back then man y'all thought I was nothing Niggas still broke still riding buckets Yo Brodie's not fly man I thought he was buzzing Catch me outside low key I be bugging It's like we playing tennis how we keeping them rackets Make them disappear like we doing some magic You could hear it on the news man that shit getting tragic I got to move right and be smart with them tactics Cause I was seven years old when I lost my pops And still five four when I bought my Glock like where the time go I got a check my watch Niggas still broke so I don't flaunt my guap Aye It's Like I know kung fu And I ain't got to front cause i don't flash my loot Niggas know what to do I'm Straight up out the bay my sidekick is a two And I ain't doing the race Man I don't take L's so I ain't dodging a case So be ready to lose I'm only taking dubs I ain't got nothing to prove And I'ma keep it a stack These bitches ain't real y'all believing the cap I Believe in the strap If I'm strolling out the house then I ain't leaving the gat Better walk what you preach Cause I could get you gone and it be nothing to me So what the f*ck is you on Yea I can be a dog but I ain't chasing a bone Cause I'm the man yo city Really bouta bag man I been ballin like biggie And I ain't sipping on juice I got to stay alert cause niggas Dissing the truce So I got to stay ready Got a stay on point it's like the world be against me Guess I gotta go Brazy These niggas want me dead but it don't even phase me Yea you know what I'm on Fifty one fifty opp pack in the bong Gas pack going strong Put a eighth in the wood and smoke that to the done I'm really rolling up loud Wild Wild West yea we dripping with style Yea you know how it go Niggas end up dead for not keeping a pole And I ain't joking around Y'all love talking down till you get put in the ground Make a nigga turn ghost Rob yo Brodie's for them bands he be doing the most I can't f*ck with a sucker How you switch up on the Fam man I thought we were brothers I guess it don't even matter See yo ass in hell My demons waiting with daggers So get them cut from the team My choppa hold thirty and it came with the beam So no one taking a thing And I ain't gon lie right now I feel like the king Yea the king of the jungle Riding down the ave I'm keeping shells for a tussle So you could leave in a stretcher And I ain't playing round I'll get it cracking whenever I got the glock on the dresser lot up on my mind but I could handle the pressure I'm just tryna do better I call yo homies rats how they eating that cheddar Like damn I always knew you a bitch Had to pull up with the fire he got burnt wit a stick Man I used to be retired guess I'm still with the shit My hands are bloody forever So be careful who you with Cause you ain't with these endeavors I'm like the great white how I swim in the tank My status OG cause I be dropping them ranks And the money on deck tucked up in the bank Yea I had to hold it down and keep it far from the snakes Told em call me little Kay but don't wear out the name
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