| I ain’t got time, nigga, can’t shine drivin' Miss Daisy
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| I got like both hands on the steerin' wheel, gotta make it
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| Soon as the level up goin' worldwide, niggas hate it
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| We in the makin', outta the basement, niggas was flagrant
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| Temperature raisin', I’m at the crib though
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| Lenny Will on and I’m sagin'
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| I was the one rose, now root grown through the pavement
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| I’m in a new zone, nigga, through goin' through The Matrix
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| Lullabies get you crucified when they sellin' lies
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| It get televised, and get stay woke, keep hope
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| Ridin' round playin' peak a boo like I seen a ghost
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| Still boomin' niggas, still assumin' I’ma let 'em know
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| Niggas talkin' but they couldn’t see me through a telescope
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| I’m on the edge, you in the red
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| 'Scuse me I got old money, nigga, Walking Dead
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| Seen the evil comin' outta people when it’s over bread
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| Boss nigga, still I off niggas when it’s code red
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| I’m the nigga who will still stand when it’s all said
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| Riddle me that, bitch, I can never relax, I level up to the max
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| Speakin' of facts, I’m in dish with' the bag
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| You gotta go in the stash, I’m flowin' the gas
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| And I’m ignorin' the dash, I’ma make sure that they mad
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| Hope in the wag, St. Laurent jeans on me, used to shop at the flea, homie
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| I got the chain froze, now it’s thirty degrees on me
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| Bitches’ll pay bread just to come up and breathe on me
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| Poppin' out like, yeah, it’s I with' my chest out
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| I’m the good guy, post up like a rest stop
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| See the top spot like a bulls eye
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| Still poppin' like a fish fry, got the bag jumpin' like a big block
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| 2020 on the way 'round, we gon' level up now another knotch
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| I cannot dwell on what was yesterday (Yesterday)
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| When they went to talkin', we had less to say (Less to say)
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| You think it’s a game, but we won’t ever play (Never play)
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| You pray for that money, I won’t never wait (Never wait)
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| I know plenty secrets I won’t never say
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| I know that she fuckin' on you every day
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| I’m gon' hit the weed and I’ma levitate
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| Ask me how I do it, I say meditate
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| You ain’t gon' freeze me up, can’t ease me up, I’m comin'
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| Yeah, yeah, move like a thief in the night
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| But wheelin' up on nothing, yeah, yeah
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| Blood on my hand, no tea in my cup, but I’m sippin' on something
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| Yeah, yeah, move like a 454 big block in the hood, I run it
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| Yeah, yeah, I’ma go fifth dimension
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| Came from the belly of the trenches
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| Stay with the tool, no wrenches
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| Been with the smoke like a engine
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| And you niggas still were pretendin'
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| I’ma keep it true to the endin'
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| I need my food, my din, din
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| No ifs, no buts, no, endin'
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| Dolomite, yeah, I’m twice as nice
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| I’m puttin' down aight
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| No face, no cash, nigga
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| Yeah, I know my rights
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| Million dollar slide show, I want the bank roll
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| You dial it down for me, I put you on the payroll
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| I know plenty secrets I won’t never say
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| I know that she fuckin' on you every day
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| I’m gon' hit the weed and I’ma levitate
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| Ask me how I do it, I say meditate
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| I cannot dwell on what was yesterday (Yesterday)
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| When they went to talkin', we had less to say (Had less to say)
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| You think it’s a game, but we won’t ever play (We won’t never)
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| You pray for that money, I won’t never wait (I won’t never wait) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Say Less , by - Ace Hood. Song from the album Mr. Hood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп