Breeze
The Alchemist, Prodigy
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I've waited hell of a long time to get mine Right now I'm in position to shine You could tell from my posture I don't give a f*ck You could tell from the watch when I clean up Now that's good taste, my shit is all that New York style, with the Al Capone hat Upscale sex, I have big fun You're just a hater You mad you can't get one I got 20/20 vision And my 2021 Ferrari, banging this shit Real turned-up and my trunk don't raddle I'm not cheap, you get what you spent Nigga spared until you broke And money ain't gon' help you But that's another story, now where were we? Oh yeah, getting swervy And this ain't nothin' Look, my rap more wordy than your prayers My shit stunning i'm alcohol'd out I can't even drink orange juice 'Cause it remind me of the Gin I was swimming in Thirsty bitches trying to get A quench from me then I remind them this is Don P you're dealing with, bitch Them niggas got trash, I got quality If you only knew, really You should follow me Your fave rapper, he scared I'm catching all this breeze, nigga I'm out here Shorty, you ain't gon' make it now I tell you right now You either gon' do life Or you gon' get killed Yeah, your options real slim When you got contemporaries Like the Perignon, kid I bring a lot to the table All you wanna do is take greed and larceny I see it all in your face I hear it all when you speak Who you think you run the game on You tryna con me? Put yourself up in a world of pain Though it's nothing like Earth, I'll Get you there right away, begone F*ck, that was blowing my high Back to the real life of Rap music's most fly My Timbs with no socks on Basketball shorts and a T in the Bible Belt Blowing mad weed out the windows Of the Prevost, on stage at Baton Rouge I stop the show to give love to Lil' Boos' Got a flight in a couple hours Let a nigga sleep But every time I'm 'bout to doze off My phone ring it's no rest for the wicked Get plenty when I'm dead Get paid while I'm alive And live to the end Them niggas got trash, I got quality If you only knew, really You should follow me Your fave rapper, he scared I'm catching all this breeze, nigga I'm out here Them niggas got trash, I got quality If you only knew, really You should follow me Your fave rapper, he scared I'm catching all this breeze, nigga I'm out here
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Written by: ALAN MAMAN, Albert Johnson
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