| Gainin' that cream
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| I came just to shit on the scene
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| Chase for what’s bigger, we livin' our dreams
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| Brain’s like I been on some liquor or lean
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| Rain on a stripper, I’ll tip her with green
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| I don’t wanna diss, but yo shit’s phony
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| You don’t know Lyst but yo bitch knows me
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| I’m the main reason she’s been hoe’n
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| And I’m the kid that’s got her lips foamin'
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| Textin' me tryna get extra close
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| Ya’ll from the west, and I rep the coast
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| You don’t have to guess how we gets our dough
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| Out of all checks given, Imma get the most
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| Buzzed on a bud light while I light bud
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| Chug on a sprite in an all white cup
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| These broads hit the nightclubs tryna find love
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| Till the sunlight strikes and they’re not wifed up
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| Look, don’t rattle that nerve
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| Switch plans or get hurt
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| Watch me, kick sand in yo cataract first
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| Cause I handle that dirt
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| This that, shit that makes yo Cadillac swerve
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| Sit back take a drag of that purp
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| Amateurs, ya’ll soundin' as worse
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| As a Riff Raff battle rap verse
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| And it’s, these words that can make a brother flatline
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| Kill a flow, leave a ho with a cracked spine
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| Fast lines got the force of a packed nine
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| It’s that time that we shine till your half blind
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| This is my prophecy
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| Listen up, you could learn a lot from me
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| Animosity is something I receive
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| From guys that are honestly obsolete
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| Imma go big for the people round me
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| Every word is soundin' clean as Downy
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| Imma get every single speaker pounding
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| So suck on four dicks homie keep frowning
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| While money is something I keep counting
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| Flood with so much I seem drowning
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| Never focused on these geeks clowning
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| Surrounded with nothing by G’s around me
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| Dippin' through obstacles, mission impossible
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| And you know the kid has come to kick a colossal flow
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| Lick on my popsicle, shit is so off the globe
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| In this business, a trigger can lock and load
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| Like we all came from the dark
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| Invading the game while I’m making my mark
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| You hate what I say, I’m just playing my part
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| Remaining insane from the day of my start
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| Aim for the heart
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| Fuck entertainment, I made it for art
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| Fuck with your brain, I could take it apart
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| Then walk away (an) hop on a train to depart |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song These Words , by - Anilyst. Song from the album Syllable Sliding Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп