I really got it
I'm honest
I'm on it
I keep it Chris Breezy, I tell them to run it
The cowards be running
The humble be hunting
And it's my 23rd spring so I bring them to dungeon
Jeepers Creepers with the ether, I'm out here so hungry
I got this bitch moving, the bouly be bunking
And I don't converse with you guys if it don't make no money
Yeah that's how I'm rocking, you can call it funny
Fear of god my sweats
I don't break a sweat
All that tongue wrestle with the set doesn't cut the checks
In my town we them Yankees nigga and y'all the Mets
The cap that y'all on was never caught on Jiggas head
That's flex
You should watch out for the Kazuri, because he's moving different
Raukwon The Ronin, the one and only for y'all to hate
Y'all can't gas me instead you gassing my John Deer
It's just different
Dawg, this so essential
This for the times I've been broke
This life is what I'm meant for
I'm grinding straight for my kinfolk
We hanging out the window like y'all niggas should've been known
Your new fling tends to get old
You not around she Rah Digga which means she on that flip mode
And she knows imperial
She pounced in the ride, don't touch my stereo
The price has escalated on Jerry Lorenzo
Can't be out here kicking flavor I'm whippin' just for the low
Uh uh
Hell no, my nigga, we off of that
The better crack I be cooking the more they'll be coming back
I see how haters be looking when Logan recite these raps
What young nigga you booking that show up bringing the slaps
Huh? Yeah
That show up bringing the slaps
Don't show up faking the funk
Just out here preaching my facts
A good job of keeping intact I'm sharper than a tack
More tactical than the raccoon on Groot's back
He's back
Uhh, thoop
It's all sumlite
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I really got it
I'm honest
I'm on it
I keep it Chris Breezy, I tell them to run it
The cowards be running
The humble be hunting
And it's my 23rd spring so I bring them to dungeon
Jeepers Creepers with the ether, I'm out here so hungry
I got this bitch moving, the bouly be bunking
And I don't converse with you guys if it don't make no money
Yeah that's how I'm rocking, you can call it funny
Fear of god my sweats
I don't break a sweat
All that tongue wrestle with the set doesn't cut the checks
In my town we them Yankees nigga and y'all the Mets
The cap that y'all on was never caught on Jiggas head
That's flex
You should watch out for the Kazuri, because he's moving different
Raukwon The Ronin, the one and only for y'all to hate
Y'all can't gas me instead you gassing my John Deer
It's just different
Dawg, this so essential
This for the times I've been broke
This life is what I'm meant for
I'm grinding straight for my kinfolk
We hanging out the window like y'all niggas should've been known
Your new fling tends to get old
You not around she Rah Digga which means she on that flip mode
And she knows imperial
She pounced in the ride, don't touch my stereo
The price has escalated on Jerry Lorenzo
Can't be out here kicking flavor I'm whippin' just for the low
Uh uh
Hell no, my nigga, we off of that
The better crack I be cooking the more they'll be coming back
I see how haters be looking when Logan recite these raps
What young nigga you booking that show up bringing the slaps
Huh? Yeah
That show up bringing the slaps
Don't show up faking the funk
Just out here preaching my facts
A good job of keeping intact I'm sharper than a tack
More tactical than the raccoon on Groot's back
He's back
Uhh, thoop
It's all sumlite
I'm honest
I'm on it
I keep it Chris Breezy, I tell them to run it
The cowards be running
The humble be hunting
And it's my 23rd spring so I bring them to dungeon
Jeepers Creepers with the ether, I'm out here so hungry
I got this bitch moving, the bouly be bunking
And I don't converse with you guys if it don't make no money
Yeah that's how I'm rocking, you can call it funny
Fear of god my sweats
I don't break a sweat
All that tongue wrestle with the set doesn't cut the checks
In my town we them Yankees nigga and y'all the Mets
The cap that y'all on was never caught on Jiggas head
That's flex
You should watch out for the Kazuri, because he's moving different
Raukwon The Ronin, the one and only for y'all to hate
Y'all can't gas me instead you gassing my John Deer
It's just different
Dawg, this so essential
This for the times I've been broke
This life is what I'm meant for
I'm grinding straight for my kinfolk
We hanging out the window like y'all niggas should've been known
Your new fling tends to get old
You not around she Rah Digga which means she on that flip mode
And she knows imperial
She pounced in the ride, don't touch my stereo
The price has escalated on Jerry Lorenzo
Can't be out here kicking flavor I'm whippin' just for the low
Uh uh
Hell no, my nigga, we off of that
The better crack I be cooking the more they'll be coming back
I see how haters be looking when Logan recite these raps
What young nigga you booking that show up bringing the slaps
Huh? Yeah
That show up bringing the slaps
Don't show up faking the funk
Just out here preaching my facts
A good job of keeping intact I'm sharper than a tack
More tactical than the raccoon on Groot's back
He's back
Uhh, thoop
It's all sumlite
Writer: Kwon Baker
Copyright: Lyrics © 2EIO SOUNDS, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © 2EIO SOUNDS, LLC