Lyrics:
in the bedroom right now
We don't give a motherfuck
Cuz we be smoking that loud aye
Faint producing, faint producing
Yeah motherfucker, you're losing
growing, women producing
Men go working, some go stealing
Everyone's got to make a living
Children growing, women producing
Men go working, some go stealing
time has come fi some quality producing
From outta yard I choose which fruit me plant
Take it from di tree, juice it, fruits me want
Turn it into music
Producing shit
producing trash
producing whores
producing sex
producing beer
producing fun
producing noise
producing madness
no day off from
Zagga zagga zagga
Woi yoi
Trouble
Ih mek nuh spiritual sense
madda producing food but
har children begging fah bread
nuh nuh
Ih mek nuh
Constant frustration
Never achieve
A pixelated ovation
I know you want a catchy phrase to share
You're not producing content,
You're the content for
to work in the thunder
Producing roots that'll shine in the summer
Lost out
If I gave up, when I fell down, would I be here?
I wonder
Wish I knew when
facts
Blew life in so many producing these tracks
So many asking where I been Chasing that sack so uh
Game Over the real is back
I'm the burgcity goat
producing slappers
The chatter
Don't get to me nigga I move with swagger, uh
I been carrying so long nigga my back hurt
A snapper
Walk up to me asking if I'm
the digits I'm fixing not slipping
I'm producing and shipping these beats I'm getting them out
I know you stay running your mouth you ain't getting no amounts
Nothing nothing
Can get away
Nothing nothing nothing
Can get away
The venom in my vein
Producing all the pain
Nothing nothing
Can get away
Nothing
Upside
Wings on, fly off
Getting my rhymes on the platform
Making my moves, get that cash flow
Wings on, fly off
Producing the track on the laptop
civilizations
Cool dark rainbows, your realization, girl, through nature
All the wild desert peace producing farmer bros
All the other people in the world
Cabra!
Never find me losing
Talk yo shit
That's real amusing
Purple passion play producing (Okay, okay)
Tripping, outer space cruisin' (Yuh, ayy)
I think I'ma start with making ripples in the water
Then I'm taking over, making stages, going farther
I'm gon' keep producing, I don't care who
I run it like a marathon
Pick up a new pack and I smoke it til the pair is gone
I feel like a paragon
Writing all the raps and producing all
over due
Producing you
Depriving you
Mistreating you
Blood revenue
So here we go
Get more dough
Mister big show
Sign right here
Don't you fear
Worries
over due
Producing you
Depriving you
Mistreating you
Blood revenue
So here we go
Get more dough
Mister big show
Sign right here
Don't you fear
Worries
Feeding my addiction producing lyrics divine
Feeding my addiction producing lyrics divine
I create in dark alleys
A rift in my mind
Feeding my
Yall need a team
This is all me
All me
All me
I'm just one person
Doing for three
For three
For three
Producing every kick snare
And hi hat
and recent
Producing beats writing bars
And engineer like he a threesome
They said he got food then they will eat him
Get 3 taken like Liam Neeson
I'm sitting
Loose ends
Tie up the loose ends
You wasn't with me when I was producing
Seventh grade back when I was hooping
Late night at DeFazio's I'm with my
melody, swinging tongue
Twisting, producing graphical music, chilling
Reaching the ultimate feeling
So pass the mic, spread your thoughts like it's right
Killing this, kind of hit you
With a new flow
Producing fire and lightning
On the set that's how I roll
Bringing pink pigment
To a white flamingo
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