Lyrics:
beat
My nigga Lyo in studio says
Kill this beat
I said oh yeah boy consider it done
I'm about to give you black music
Hands high
Put your hands in
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
That's my Hater
That's my Hater look
Get up out my face keep it pushing see you later huh
My boy you so sad cause you turned down like a fader
That
I got is music, life won't suck
I pulled up told her brush my gut, handle all my stuff
Except my nuts
I got baby, champion, no one above
My boy's got
Running up that bag we working
We not switching lanes we turning
Up the music get to burning
Shit occurring we be killing beats
You yearning
We
boys c'mon lets Go
Like Moses imma take you thru,
Follow ma lead dawg like a maestro
You know my life is a soundtrack
Cuz wake up Everyday my heart beat
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your mind
It's the dominant
my swag, evident
It's obvious hella apparent, yeah
My dick make her choke like latte
The way my boy put the flash on a stick
You would think paparazzi
feel the music higher
And touch the sky
No love, no love, you drive me crazy
You crazy boy
I wanna live with you, a déjà vu
La la la la la la, la la la
She's the mutilator, music carnivore
Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw
You're still amazed by the way she plays
Not a fad but a phase
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
INTRO:
Feen music for the ones that... (Yeah)
Feen music for the ones that love this... (Yeah, Yeah)
Feen music for the ones that...
Consumed by
that I put in my application
It's shaded jay though
She do what I say so
Made this fucking beat
I might erupt like a volcano
You okay
But
Uh I'm great
Made that song with him in like 2 hours
But that ain't it, we just gettin started
Going hard making beats at night
You will learn that's how I fight
And they just wanna hate (why?)
Feel like I'm made for this shit
So you can call it fate (this was fate)
I remember long nights
With just me and a beat (me
just be, missing see
I'm meant for this
Don't test the King
Dispute it please
My Fingers itching like a fein!
Life based off profit shit ya boy
Dudes be talking about my music like they do it just by any means
I just see them as my enemies, forget your stupid jealousy
These cats they act so
I'd like to give a shout out to all the g-y-ps
and individualize because I am an MC.
I can because I care, cause my family's there
cause I, cause I
seen
That’s when it dawned on me like boy you’re the shit
And everything that you’ve needed has been down in a beat
So I got a job and built a studio
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
But I got everything y'all need, I feel like I'm China
Astrophysics major and I read music in A minor
S3TBXK pulled some beats up, got 2 lines, okay
her, uh
Brand new money
Run up on me, chopper hoppin' like a bunny
I don't walk it, I run it
Keep it one hundred
Headshot, headshot, drive-by in a Hummer
no be akara
But shout out to those boys
Them dey bomb like bazooka
Me no get time for no bitches
No time for no snitches
They broke my heart
Omo I
a little boy
Cant believe you left I was just a boy a little boy
Cant believe you left I was just a boy a little boy now people use me like a tool and play
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