Lyrics Kill - Chaz French

Kill

Chaz to the muhfuckin' French
Shit to the muhfuckin' moe
Kill to the god damn (yeah)
To the godamn (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, look, okay
Don’t let 'em slow you down
Don’t let 'em hold you back
You don’t owe nobody nothin'
Bushes they beatin 'round
You should do yard work
I’m more like David Ruffin
Nobody here for you, honest
You ain’t worth losin' my focus
I just put on for the hopeless
I probably should’ve been (?)
But I just can’t keep on addressin' the phonies
This shit been ballin' since back in the day
Man I’m so used it, smack in the face
A stab in the back really nothin' to me
Need way more than that to slow down a king
You never hate on one that wanna be me
You mad at yaself, you don’t like what you see
Yeah, you played yourself by playin' your part
The man in the mirror don’t know who you are
Keep shootin' yaself in the foot all you want
Then we can see who is real from the jump
Yeah, all of these road trips it’s time for some closure
I’m missin' out on blessins' fuckin' with y’all
On everything I don’t need nothin' from y’all
The way I came in this world, that’s all i got
Fuck all the fake shit
Fuck all the politics
Fuck all the blogs
Fuck all the meetings I gotta go to
And they smile in ya face and talk shit when you gone
Sometimes I wanna say fuck bein' signed
Then I think about when I wasn’t signed
I know everything I been through due time
On the Mary J, but I’m not obliged
Pussy nigga wait, I’m focusin' on mine
Gotta read the signs, conquer and divide
Okay I’m on my own two
I don’t have nobody else around that I can run to
This is what it come to
Why we always fucked up
When we in the function
We can barely function
Still stand on my own two
I’m on my own two
Okay money bag, money bag
Keep that shit comin' in
Need that shit right now
Andale, andale
We see what they wipe down
While you on the tightrope
Blocks I be beatin' down
This shit domestic
Feelin' like Hefner
Dap to my old hoes
I gotta fuck 'em and duck 'em, it’s Aflac
Man it’s nothin' to me though
When I say I need sum
I’m talkin' threesome
Kickin' shit like police (?)
Lookin' back being (?)
Imagine being the best thing that your city’s ever seen in a while
Been a dream since a child
They say everything ain’t what it seems but for now
Give everything and anything to see momma smile
I’m a beast in the wild
Gonna have to be
You’a see what your eyes can’t believe somehow
Shoulda remind that
You gotta rewind that
You can’t get time back
It’s all in God’s plan, you know
Okay I’m on my own two
I don’t have nobody else around that I can run to
This is what it come to
Why we always fucked up
When we in the function
We can barely function
Still stand on my own two
I’m on my own two
Shit moe
Shit, moe!
Shit moe kill!