Lyrics:
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
experience on a day to day basis
Racists fiends police behind the chases
Basis for the bullshit kickin without the basics
Fuck out my face bitch how I be
workin' on the bombast
Another fat cracker looking for a biscuit
Walkin' like he strapped just so nobody gon' miss him
Spittin' like his mama ain't the only
dy easy, why u dy think say olosho dy 4 street, dm dy hustle (yeee ye)
Why u dy think say eruku ,dy for street, every nite and Day
4 d street we go
zone is for loading and unloading only.
If you gotta load or unload, go to the white zone...
I said the years was rollin' by, yeah
The years was
evident that we living every day living life
some people live to 6 7 thousand days and shot shot die by a gun stabbed by a knife
my mind is so
to who's gonna call that cab to take us back to mine, Then time flew by
From picking a spot for our first vacation, to picking a rock to say you're taken,
on a case-by-case basis like the judge
What about these lyin' ass hoes tryin' to plot
Or these niggaz on the block who want the queen (Nigga please)
But even she
knees
Your ankles and pretty heels
Chased by French stick on wheels
What a hydraulic way to spend my time
And an attenuated bell to throw in polls
I'm
reached the end – of a long and busy day
Has been a pleasure of delight – hope for resurrection is surely on the way
By contrast of the things – we praise
My time has come for me to shine
I'll light the fire and I will fight
Until this light leaves my eyes
I'll grind until the day I die
They think I'm
to chill, make time for the beat,
I don’t want to see the credits roll up, ain’t got the time for that!
Straight to the business,
I’m keeping track
confronted, what were you saying now?
I'm pulling up on the scene, run it up on a day to day basis
While motherfuckers be scoping out on the scene
They just
Oruyeno
Ọghẹnẹ Oruyeno
Jehovah Oruyeno
He has done it for me
everybody wanna eat me like biscuits
they can't get enough
so they are having me for
On a daily grind days pass by as i wonder
What's my purpose specifically I believe
Man was made to be coz he is who is
That's the reason simply that
for a feature
Then I head right up to JT crib like
"these are my ideas"
Like those biscuits
Now buttery and delicious
Bottom row like piranha
Hoe this
settle I chased that cheddar
I wake up every day tryin to better myself and all my fellas
Don't never file out bout no bithes she ain't that special
that hardly work, go to work
Like a slave on a hot day, with no water
Blow you for props, in the cop's face, might get knocked up
Jakes that play hero,
but wait off
So i'm stuck with the product of impatience
Landlocked and mocked to my basis
But I'll be okay with putting pleasure on pause for ages
I've had a question that's been preying on my mind for some time
I won't be wagging my tail for one good reason
It has to be a crime
This dog house
to starving for a plate
Well, you don't give it when they hate
That's why my niggas keep a biscuit
It's no gimmick
I talk it how I live it
So when a nigga
feeling way out of place
Naw, nothing has changed since the day you left
Theirs still an empty space
So where you at, girl listen up
I'm feeling deep for
and the moon was right
The ? was really perked off the Red Zone
I was in my MPV, I was all alone
A lot of out-of-town people asking me for
My John Hancock
kitchen
To make sure my dough on the rise like good ole homemade biscuits
(HOOK- cNGIE)
cnother day another dollar~~
cin't got a lot but what I have
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