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Recognition Video (MV)




Performed By: CEOwen
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: CEOwen ‎




CEOwen - Recognition Lyrics
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Yall know who it is, where my Recognition
And I been getting rich off no pot to piss in
How I got to dem bands I had one objective
I heard someone had said I was on a mission
Asking what do I do when I lose my rhythm?
I just go back and wash it like doing dishes
I ain't tryna get washed up, lose where my ship is
Everytime I deliver like Fed-Ex shipping
Huh
Deliver like Amazon, yeah, I deliver like UPS
They hating on SCHLACK, make fun of me and Carter cause we brung a sound they ain't used to yet
Can you hold on and let my Bluetooth connect
Everytime I play heat, ion drop no sweat
N Her friend wanna screw like a Phillips head
I wanna go back and smoosh just like Snookie says
Take her to the Jersey Shore house
Said I left her pregnant after 24 Hours
Couldn't even say I made it in for one round
Cause I pulled down shawty pants and all I smelled was clam chowder, gahdamn,
It smell fishy down here, I'm on the seaside
I ain't hitting Florida, less I'm going where Fabreez lie
Kings Island, my coupe engine it roar just like The Beast ride
I was drunk and high in Orlando before the first night started
And my flows so gnarly
Shawty NEXTDOOR, having "N o C h i l l" at my PARTY
Showed her One Love, RIP to Bob Marley
And then yall broke up, seen you woke up to a "sorry" text
And I ain't even mention my bro Dante yet
Pull up in a Rari that don't even got the roof on it
How I ain't been getting sleep, an Insomniac
Swinging in the streets, me and brodie like the Spidermen
Yuh, me n Zach gotta look back at it
3rd grade, we'd pick on eachother in the worst ways, how'd we ever make a collab happen?
Huh
Elton John, cause i'm still standing
I got a couple demands, and if you isn't gonna meet em then I'll be unhappy, look on my face uncanny
Yall know who it is, where my Recognition
And I been getting rich off no pot to piss in
How I got to dem bands I had one objective
I heard someone had said I was on a mission
Asking what do I do when I lose my rhythm?
I just go back and wash it like doing dishes
I ain't tryna get washed up, lose where my ship is
Everytime I deliver like Fed-Ex shipping
Everytime I deliver, I'm washing it down a river, and then I let the bangers pile, Im rebuilding the brides
And using them as my sticks and my stones, I get lit with these flows, so lit, you would think it's burning coals
I got 2016 Bernie Goals if I win
Marijuana legalized so I can geek off the pen
What's built up in my abdomen, something like a wax skeleton, to a point I get high everytime that I think, damn
Everytime that I think
White chick cut in line for a drink
That's a problem for a pimp
Good thing, I aint still acting like a simp
Ok I done moved up from the simple things
Feel like Red Dead, my ride show up when I'm whistling
I got a crib that's worthy of a tour on MTV
Looking like Magical Kingdom and i'm Walt Disney
Yall know who it is, where my Recognition
And I been getting rich off no pot to piss in
How I got to dem bands I had one objective
I heard someone had said I was on a mission
Asking what do I do when I lose my rhythm?
I just go back and wash it like doing dishes
I ain't tryna get washed up, lose where my ship is
Everytime I deliver like Fed-Ex shipping
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Yall know who it is, where my Recognition
And I been getting rich off no pot to piss in
How I got to dem bands I had one objective
I heard someone had said I was on a mission
Asking what do I do when I lose my rhythm?
I just go back and wash it like doing dishes
I ain't tryna get washed up, lose where my ship is
Everytime I deliver like Fed-Ex shipping
Huh
Deliver like Amazon, yeah, I deliver like UPS
They hating on SCHLACK, make fun of me and Carter cause we brung a sound they ain't used to yet
Can you hold on and let my Bluetooth connect
Everytime I play heat, ion drop no sweat
N Her friend wanna screw like a Phillips head
I wanna go back and smoosh just like Snookie says
Take her to the Jersey Shore house
Said I left her pregnant after 24 Hours
Couldn't even say I made it in for one round
Cause I pulled down shawty pants and all I smelled was clam chowder, gahdamn,
It smell fishy down here, I'm on the seaside
I ain't hitting Florida, less I'm going where Fabreez lie
Kings Island, my coupe engine it roar just like The Beast ride
I was drunk and high in Orlando before the first night started
And my flows so gnarly
Shawty NEXTDOOR, having "N o C h i l l" at my PARTY
Showed her One Love, RIP to Bob Marley
And then yall broke up, seen you woke up to a "sorry" text
And I ain't even mention my bro Dante yet
Pull up in a Rari that don't even got the roof on it
How I ain't been getting sleep, an Insomniac
Swinging in the streets, me and brodie like the Spidermen
Yuh, me n Zach gotta look back at it
3rd grade, we'd pick on eachother in the worst ways, how'd we ever make a collab happen?
Huh
Elton John, cause i'm still standing
I got a couple demands, and if you isn't gonna meet em then I'll be unhappy, look on my face uncanny
Yall know who it is, where my Recognition
And I been getting rich off no pot to piss in
How I got to dem bands I had one objective
I heard someone had said I was on a mission
Asking what do I do when I lose my rhythm?
I just go back and wash it like doing dishes
I ain't tryna get washed up, lose where my ship is
Everytime I deliver like Fed-Ex shipping
Everytime I deliver, I'm washing it down a river, and then I let the bangers pile, Im rebuilding the brides
And using them as my sticks and my stones, I get lit with these flows, so lit, you would think it's burning coals
I got 2016 Bernie Goals if I win
Marijuana legalized so I can geek off the pen
What's built up in my abdomen, something like a wax skeleton, to a point I get high everytime that I think, damn
Everytime that I think
White chick cut in line for a drink
That's a problem for a pimp
Good thing, I aint still acting like a simp
Ok I done moved up from the simple things
Feel like Red Dead, my ride show up when I'm whistling
I got a crib that's worthy of a tour on MTV
Looking like Magical Kingdom and i'm Walt Disney
Yall know who it is, where my Recognition
And I been getting rich off no pot to piss in
How I got to dem bands I had one objective
I heard someone had said I was on a mission
Asking what do I do when I lose my rhythm?
I just go back and wash it like doing dishes
I ain't tryna get washed up, lose where my ship is
Everytime I deliver like Fed-Ex shipping
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