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Honchoknock - Pacing Lyrics



Honchoknock - Pacing Lyrics
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Yeah
Got the studio vibe goin on
Everybody in the yo right now
Got Quez in the back snoring on the track, sleep
Been up all day
Ain't nun new though you know how that shit go
Ima face em
Ima face em
Problems left and right got my mind steady racing
Tryna forget it all so these blunts is what I'm facing
See we been paper chasing
No I can not be lazy
This cash up for the taking
And I'm bout to be greatness
My new bitch she amazing
And when I look into her eyes I be dazing
And over her I'ma pull up pistol blazing
And yeah my girl she been talking bout a baby
I really think she crazy
And she the one was trading
See lately I been faded
I missed out on a lot of shit cause I was sitting waiting
They telling me my time coming just be patient
I want it gotta take it
I know that Ima make it
Might take the coupe and chop the top off leave her naked
Been shittin on em same drip different occasion
She old news now she washed up like a raisin
Tell her Hit my line up it's a movie in the making
See I been lost Im tryna get to different places
And see some different faces
And f*ck some other races
We move at different paces
Strapped up like no laces
Extraordinary nawl Ain never been basic
And all this smoke over here free just like a Mason
Had to go and switch up the flow I left em thanking
Had to get in my bag I started banking
And when I hop on the track sometimes I be blanking
Lately I been having dreams of dead people Ben Franklin
Look take yo cameras out this greatness in the making
They be like hurry up and drop, why you waiting
Swear I'm tryna shut the city down Ain playing
Won't play around about my rounds rounds spraying
We shooting shit like 2pm broad daying
Ain hot? Bitch I'm up, f*ck you saying
Tell em ask yo bitch that's my sing she be playing
It's a walk thru VIP Ain paying
I go pimp C, leaning slow quick sand
2019 MVP Im the Man
That hoe was in love with me before she was a fan
Ion do no running it's a pole in pants
Bullets touchdown make ya do the running man
Ima turn it around put it all in my hands
They against us then they never had a chance
Problems left n right got my mind steady racing
Riding thru the city with a pistol with no safety
Ain wanna do it to em feel like he gone make me
With the shit for real dawg, where you wanna take it
Ion f*ck wit em get the chance to off em I'ma take it
Bet the house on the me better know I gotta make it
If she got a ass I got some to make her shake it
Put her in a penthouse, kick her out make it vacant
Yeah
You see this muf*cka finna go digital like Sony
Nawl this muf*cka finna go Insane like Lesane f*ck you talm bout
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Yeah
Got the studio vibe goin on
Everybody in the yo right now
Got Quez in the back snoring on the track, sleep
Been up all day
Ain't nun new though you know how that shit go
Ima face em
Ima face em
Problems left and right got my mind steady racing
Tryna forget it all so these blunts is what I'm facing
See we been paper chasing
No I can not be lazy
This cash up for the taking
And I'm bout to be greatness
My new bitch she amazing
And when I look into her eyes I be dazing
And over her I'ma pull up pistol blazing
And yeah my girl she been talking bout a baby
I really think she crazy
And she the one was trading
See lately I been faded
I missed out on a lot of shit cause I was sitting waiting
They telling me my time coming just be patient
I want it gotta take it
I know that Ima make it
Might take the coupe and chop the top off leave her naked
Been shittin on em same drip different occasion
She old news now she washed up like a raisin
Tell her Hit my line up it's a movie in the making
See I been lost Im tryna get to different places
And see some different faces
And f*ck some other races
We move at different paces
Strapped up like no laces
Extraordinary nawl Ain never been basic
And all this smoke over here free just like a Mason
Had to go and switch up the flow I left em thanking
Had to get in my bag I started banking
And when I hop on the track sometimes I be blanking
Lately I been having dreams of dead people Ben Franklin
Look take yo cameras out this greatness in the making
They be like hurry up and drop, why you waiting
Swear I'm tryna shut the city down Ain playing
Won't play around about my rounds rounds spraying
We shooting shit like 2pm broad daying
Ain hot? Bitch I'm up, f*ck you saying
Tell em ask yo bitch that's my sing she be playing
It's a walk thru VIP Ain paying
I go pimp C, leaning slow quick sand
2019 MVP Im the Man
That hoe was in love with me before she was a fan
Ion do no running it's a pole in pants
Bullets touchdown make ya do the running man
Ima turn it around put it all in my hands
They against us then they never had a chance
Problems left n right got my mind steady racing
Riding thru the city with a pistol with no safety
Ain wanna do it to em feel like he gone make me
With the shit for real dawg, where you wanna take it
Ion f*ck wit em get the chance to off em I'ma take it
Bet the house on the me better know I gotta make it
If she got a ass I got some to make her shake it
Put her in a penthouse, kick her out make it vacant
Yeah
You see this muf*cka finna go digital like Sony
Nawl this muf*cka finna go Insane like Lesane f*ck you talm bout
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Writer: LaDarius Evans
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Honchoknock
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: LaDarius Evans

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