Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motivation, artist - DJ EFN
Date of issue: 02.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Motivation |
Yeah, I had to pop at my G prandah |
(DJ EFN) Over here on the braille looking at the tracking |
Crazy Hood, hey, and the rap game like the crack game |
Let me begin, the DJ is EFN |
If he is Crazy Hood, who’s crazy then |
Got family in Miami, Hurricane went |
This Los Angeles king in your local friend |
West really though, G no hippy flow |
Run hard, hit the ho, no tippy toe |
Rock with me though, fuck with your bro bro |
Putting records out since the days of the record store |
Yeah, I’m good good, I got many more |
I’m heavy in the hood, imma Chevy 4,54 |
These niggas ain’t good, these niggas weak, 3,65 all 52 weeks |
Who’s your favorite now, gone debated now |
That’s jahfari, that’s brother love, went to care |
That’s Defari, that’s brother love, west bound |
Feeling some kind of way, you sticking out your chest now |
That’s alright though, there’s still love for you |
You inspire me to do what the fuck i do (every day) |
And if it wasn’t you and you, and him too |
Then my motivation basically would be through |
Hey, this for you, you and you and him too (yeah) |
This for you, yeah |
Hey, hey |
This for you, you and you and her too |
This for you, yeah |
Hey, hey |
This for you, (what?) |
You and you and him too |
This for you |
Hey, hey, this for you |
You and you and her too |
You and you, and him too |
(DJ EFN wad up?)This for you |
Hey, hey, this for you |
You and you and her too |
You and you, and him too |
My motivation is a better way to live for my family |
Loyalty is royalty, this is majestry |
Blood, sweat and tears through the years |
Actually, help prepare me triumph over tragedy |
I graduated from gladiator academy |
At the top of my class, so I convey reality |
Rap so emphatically, grammatically |
Set a new standards, actually rappers are use to front are in back of me |
Am moving forward, pursuing goals to win, you lose your focus |
Living a lie, dying inside as truth approaches |
You’re suppose to salute, not dispute devotion to tradition |
Skill and realism, my music is growing |
Am only here to inspire the youths |
I feel like scarface, if a tell a lie, it’s the truth |
We’ve been riding the coops that don’t require the roof |
These industry niggas always quick to forget their crews |
We men of respect, niggas better mind their manners |
My gorillas hungry, can’t wait to peel their bananas |
Was no cable box, momma just had the antenna |
Now I’m at the light trying to pay cash for the Panamera |
Hear my premonition, feel my intuition |
Fast forward to the future, I’m just reminiscing |
What am about to do to the game gonna be monumental |
All my niggas global, we hustling into continental (we world wide) |
We are boss nigga, fuck the monkey in the middle |
Though so strong, I’m sending all the junkies to the spitter |
Got them comatosing, got them over dosing |
She was looking good, now she’s skinnier than both the Olsens |
My old school got pretty paint with Noah Rosens |
Cold blooded hustler with no emotions |
You know i got to keep my shit all the way buttered |
These niggas half way thugging and am all the way guttered |