Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Where's the respect
I Think it's time I went back at necks
Cuh all these man seem to forget
All this work I put in this pen
If it don't work I'll get slapped in the pen
I carry a shank but repent daily
I remember sitting in the trap thinking save me
Switched the mindset f*ck that pay me
Now the flows mashed and the beats sound wavey
I don't give a f*ck if these man rate me
These insdustry dons move mad snakey
No support at all see my face wan be like safe g
Suck your mudda
I am not your brudda
We are not cool wid one and other
Had one chance truss won't be another
Bun you and your imaginary lover
You f*cker
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta now down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
They don't love this ting it's lust
Mention team law get a crack in the puss
That's back then don't ever try bring it up
I'm a big dawg now back then I was a pup
Get pressurised
If I lean on guys
It's nuttin like russ
They're telling porkie pies
I can beef 5 guys
Put your friends on tv like Joey and ross
It still costs if your talk is cheap
Pay in sauce cuzzu I'll make you leak
Dishing out korn this freaks off his leash
Got so many sons and so much to teach
About hardest ur soft as a quiche
Likkle bloodsucker more like a leech
Stick to the gyaldem songs you neek
And I'll keep chatting my crud on beats
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
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Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Where's the respect
I Think it's time I went back at necks
Cuh all these man seem to forget
All this work I put in this pen
If it don't work I'll get slapped in the pen
I carry a shank but repent daily
I remember sitting in the trap thinking save me
Switched the mindset f*ck that pay me
Now the flows mashed and the beats sound wavey
I don't give a f*ck if these man rate me
These insdustry dons move mad snakey
No support at all see my face wan be like safe g
Suck your mudda
I am not your brudda
We are not cool wid one and other
Had one chance truss won't be another
Bun you and your imaginary lover
You f*cker
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta now down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
They don't love this ting it's lust
Mention team law get a crack in the puss
That's back then don't ever try bring it up
I'm a big dawg now back then I was a pup
Get pressurised
If I lean on guys
It's nuttin like russ
They're telling porkie pies
I can beef 5 guys
Put your friends on tv like Joey and ross
It still costs if your talk is cheap
Pay in sauce cuzzu I'll make you leak
Dishing out korn this freaks off his leash
Got so many sons and so much to teach
About hardest ur soft as a quiche
Likkle bloodsucker more like a leech
Stick to the gyaldem songs you neek
And I'll keep chatting my crud on beats
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Where's the respect
I Think it's time I went back at necks
Cuh all these man seem to forget
All this work I put in this pen
If it don't work I'll get slapped in the pen
I carry a shank but repent daily
I remember sitting in the trap thinking save me
Switched the mindset f*ck that pay me
Now the flows mashed and the beats sound wavey
I don't give a f*ck if these man rate me
These insdustry dons move mad snakey
No support at all see my face wan be like safe g
Suck your mudda
I am not your brudda
We are not cool wid one and other
Had one chance truss won't be another
Bun you and your imaginary lover
You f*cker
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta now down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
They don't love this ting it's lust
Mention team law get a crack in the puss
That's back then don't ever try bring it up
I'm a big dawg now back then I was a pup
Get pressurised
If I lean on guys
It's nuttin like russ
They're telling porkie pies
I can beef 5 guys
Put your friends on tv like Joey and ross
It still costs if your talk is cheap
Pay in sauce cuzzu I'll make you leak
Dishing out korn this freaks off his leash
Got so many sons and so much to teach
About hardest ur soft as a quiche
Likkle bloodsucker more like a leech
Stick to the gyaldem songs you neek
And I'll keep chatting my crud on beats
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Looking around all I see is fake
Man hate the same dons they claim to rate
Gotta mow down the grass to see dem snakes
Give man a hand
And a arm man take
Writer: Nicolas Vujovic
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid