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The Dysfunction Video (MV)




Performed By: 8waves
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: CHRISTOPHER COBB, GINO LORCA




8waves - The Dysfunction Lyrics




So f*ck that conscious
How you respond to this?
Keep my eye on it
But I hear they fond of this
Coming live..
Signing off
We on it
We with the shits
Coming live..
Signing off on it
We with the shits

And that's just how it goes
Watch the flow
If you know then you know
It's just apropos
Matching stelo
My era in FILA
Only we know
Juxes counting C-notes
Your bitch in the back row
Make it rain on them hoes
We back home
Shit!
Have some backbone!
You f*ck with niggas that be trapping
But got no bank roll?
Now tell me if that's cap
That hat is that low?
Huh?
I'm speaking fax
Wait
I'm sending over the draft for

Get that buzz
Ask me questions like
Who you f*ck with?
Beloved
Nah I don't trust shit
It's just a waste
Got me f*cked up
Up inside this place
Gon catch a case today
The Dysfunction
All of this is what I'm made up
I come from
If you don't start no shit
It won't be none
Hey see some funds
Man go be someone
From where you come from
Son

So f*ck that conscious
How you respond to this?
Keep my eye on it
But I hear they fond of this
I'm timing it
I'm signing off
And I'm live with it but
You want street guys and alliances
In a drought
Wanna deep dive in appliances
On the premises
They spying tricks
Only part-time but I network
Like a sponsorship
Are you online?
With your best work?
Just a ounce of it!
All these questions
That you bounce off
Like a columnist
For your Q&A
There's a consequence
For your confidence
These instincts
I'm well equipped for fraudulence
Passport and documents
2 occupants
No plates, tints the consummate
It's hard to get from here - there
To prominence
Like opposites where I reside
In your sub-conscience (It)
All becomes autonomous

Get that buzz
Ask me questions like
Who you f*ck with?
Beloved
Nah I don't trust shit
It's just a waste
Got me f*cked up
Up inside this place
Gon catch a case today
The Dysfunction
All of this is what I'm made up
I come from
If you don't start no shit
It won't be none
Hey see some funds
Man go be someone
From where you come from
Son
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So f*ck that conscious
How you respond to this?
Keep my eye on it
But I hear they fond of this
Coming live..
Signing off
We on it
We with the shits
Coming live..
Signing off on it
We with the shits

And that's just how it goes
Watch the flow
If you know then you know
It's just apropos
Matching stelo
My era in FILA
Only we know
Juxes counting C-notes
Your bitch in the back row
Make it rain on them hoes
We back home
Shit!
Have some backbone!
You f*ck with niggas that be trapping
But got no bank roll?
Now tell me if that's cap
That hat is that low?
Huh?
I'm speaking fax
Wait
I'm sending over the draft for

Get that buzz
Ask me questions like
Who you f*ck with?
Beloved
Nah I don't trust shit
It's just a waste
Got me f*cked up
Up inside this place
Gon catch a case today
The Dysfunction
All of this is what I'm made up
I come from
If you don't start no shit
It won't be none
Hey see some funds
Man go be someone
From where you come from
Son

So f*ck that conscious
How you respond to this?
Keep my eye on it
But I hear they fond of this
I'm timing it
I'm signing off
And I'm live with it but
You want street guys and alliances
In a drought
Wanna deep dive in appliances
On the premises
They spying tricks
Only part-time but I network
Like a sponsorship
Are you online?
With your best work?
Just a ounce of it!
All these questions
That you bounce off
Like a columnist
For your Q&A
There's a consequence
For your confidence
These instincts
I'm well equipped for fraudulence
Passport and documents
2 occupants
No plates, tints the consummate
It's hard to get from here - there
To prominence
Like opposites where I reside
In your sub-conscience (It)
All becomes autonomous

Get that buzz
Ask me questions like
Who you f*ck with?
Beloved
Nah I don't trust shit
It's just a waste
Got me f*cked up
Up inside this place
Gon catch a case today
The Dysfunction
All of this is what I'm made up
I come from
If you don't start no shit
It won't be none
Hey see some funds
Man go be someone
From where you come from
Son
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Writer: CHRISTOPHER COBB, GINO LORCA
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave

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