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Johnny Cage (feat. 2CutTae)
by AntoneTruly
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Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Yea, yea, ayy, ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Antone, what you talking about Antone
I knew I would get it regardless, I'm used to flipping these bags hear, less of the talking
I walk around with my pants, stuffed still balling, I put on my shades, like I'm Johnny Cage, got these hoes still falling
I leave em so amazed, I ain't tryna play with you girl, keep calling, Pick up the phone, she see my name and start drooling
If I don't pick up, baby I'm scoring, Pulling up in that foreign, Pulling up we not boring
We was driving out touring, yeah about to be paid, I was just sitting tryna find a way
Happy when I stay, shawty get bad, she wanna play, I ain't playing no games
Took me a minute but then I made a few change, I was punching on the air, walking in the rain
I'ma keep getting to it, this how I came, Had to go get it, stay in my lane
I had to forget her, she be with some lames, Lames, be with some lames, I can't fuck with that
I knew I would get it regardless, I'm used to flipping these bags hear, less of the talking
I walk around with my pants, stuffed still balling, I put on my shades, like I'm Johnny Cage, got these hoes still falling
Come from the trenches, I had to go get it, Ups and the downs, just part of the mission
Get to the bag don't get caught in your feelings, Once in a while we be tripping and slipping
Push on that gas on the road to the riches, Slow down man I swear I was tripping
Turned up by the way I be hittin it, Turned down if I ain't having a opinion
Pulling up, all I feel is pain, Real love don't cost a thing
Hurt the most when the ones close, Talk down and kill your dreams
Reminiscing tryna feel the same, Sometimes I be feeling strange
Hard times and my heart cold, But best believe we adapt to change
I knew I would get it regardless, I'm used to flipping these bags hear, less of the talking
I walk around with my pants, stuffed still balling, I put on my shades, like I'm Johnny Cage, got these hoes still falling
Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Yea, yea, ayy, ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Antone, what you talking about Antone
I knew I would get it regardless, I'm used to flipping these bags hear, less of the talking
I walk around with my pants, stuffed still balling, I put on my shades, like I'm Johnny Cage, got these hoes still falling
I leave em so amazed, I ain't tryna play with you girl, keep calling, Pick up the phone, she see my name and start drooling
If I don't pick up, baby I'm scoring, Pulling up in that foreign, Pulling up we not boring
We was driving out touring, yeah about to be paid, I was just sitting tryna find a way
Happy when I stay, shawty get bad, she wanna play, I ain't playing no games
Took me a minute but then I made a few change, I was punching on the air, walking in the rain
I'ma keep getting to it, this how I came, Had to go get it, stay in my lane
I had to forget her, she be with some lames, Lames, be with some lames, I can't fuck with that
I knew I would get it regardless, I'm used to flipping these bags hear, less of the talking
I walk around with my pants, stuffed still balling, I put on my shades, like I'm Johnny Cage, got these hoes still falling
Come from the trenches, I had to go get it, Ups and the downs, just part of the mission
Get to the bag don't get caught in your feelings, Once in a while we be tripping and slipping
Push on that gas on the road to the riches, Slow down man I swear I was tripping
Turned up by the way I be hittin it, Turned down if I ain't having a opinion
Pulling up, all I feel is pain, Real love don't cost a thing
Hurt the most when the ones close, Talk down and kill your dreams
Reminiscing tryna feel the same, Sometimes I be feeling strange
Hard times and my heart cold, But best believe we adapt to change
I knew I would get it regardless, I'm used to flipping these bags hear, less of the talking
I walk around with my pants, stuffed still balling, I put on my shades, like I'm Johnny Cage, got these hoes still falling