Lyrics Synergy. - Quentin Miller, Peedi Crakk

Synergy.

Yeah, okay
You already know, original
Yeah, synergy
I know Imma get rich, I’m giving off rich nigga energy
No hatred in me, not even for my enemies
Me and Hollywood Cole on a winning streak
Funny thing is it’s only the beggining
Did it big, did it differently
Had to find myself, that was the only thing missing
Looking for it everywhere but never looked within me
Fuck all that humble shit
I’d be number one against any rapper I’m up against
Fun shit is sustenance
Pardon my French like you do the interuption
I’m a big fucking deal
Road to success, firm grip on the wheel
And I’m tryna make it peel
Cole got points on the board
So you know it’s more leverage for the deal
Refreshing like a cold beverage when you need one
I bought your new shit and requested a refund
You ain’t on that 2050 shit we on
Oh you say you tryna run it up
Funny, that’s exactly what we on
Synergy
Yes, ring, go, uh
Married to the root in a persuit, I rebuke a solute
What good is you kissing my boot, do my baby need shoes
And what wouldn’t I do for boogie boo
So putting you into a North Philly noose is just as easy as 1−2
Hundreds new and blue, all I wanted to do was hoop
Down but never out, give me the shot, Imma shoot
Bullet-proofing the coupe, my middle finger out the roof
Like fuck you, fuck you, you’re cool, and fuck you, I’m out
Ooh, I smile a lot 'cause I’m shady
Disrespect drive me crazy
Hope the good Lord embrace me
Feel like in '81, shells lace-free
Yes, ring
Synergy