Yea
Oh this what they need right here
Shit, and while I'm at it
Shout out my nigga Jay
Shout out my nigga young Zak
Young Marty nigga
Shout out my nigga Polo the Don
My nigga C Peezy, you can't forget C Peezy nigga
Big Eazy too
My nigga Jak of all Trades
Big Shads, both of y'all niggas man
My nigga Skinny, Paul Wall nigga
My nigga Flo-zus
Aw my nigga Nouri
Can't forget about my nigga Nouri shit
Shout all my niggas
We here
Every time I talk on the beat
They gon feel it
And we ain't waiting no more
Nigga we in the building
Everybody down on the ground
One in the ceiling
Open the door
Let out all the women and children
I don't know how
But nigga we gon get it
If I get a mill
Then nigga I'm gon spend it
Cuz If I see a million
Then nigga we bout to get it
We don't even know the game
But nigga we bout to win it
I keep a tight grip on their neck
It's competition
I see you got they attention
Nigga you got em listening
You could've balled out
But nigga you had some discipline
I own homes in places you niggas visiting
Yea and that's a big pill to swallow
I pull up in the Turbo 9 the S model
My bed sheets done seen the best models
Every night's a celebration
Popping the best bottles
We got em pissed off
Cuz they know we the shit
They don't give feedback
When they know it's a hit
If it was bullshit you'd be all in my dick
I can read between the lines
Man I know what it is
You don't wanna see me go and drop 4 on a whip
Then Turn around and spend 4 mil on the crib
I never been a hater though
I don't know how it feel
But times get hard
Man I know how it is
Remember walking the streets nigga
Hoping I live
Now I'm racing a Maserati
I'm just hoping I win
She don't wanna give me dome
I just hoping she bend
I done took a few Ls
So I'm due for a win
They wanna see us stumble baby
That's the reason they try
She ain't going nowhere
Nigga neither am I
You my everything
Shid You the reason I shine
You my Mt Everest
You the reason I climb
We don't let em get close
So they watch from a far
Park the Lambo and leave the doors ajar
I ain't foreign my chick
But I foreigned my car
They ain't never met us nigga
But they know who we are
They don't know who at the top
But they know that it's ours
They say it's the marinade
But we know it's the sauce
You don't know how much
But you know that it costs
You don't know who under me
But you know I'm the boss
Balenciaga jacket, MJ with the zippers
They got me F'd up so I Fendi'd the slippers
Brand new Double R
Floor mats chinchilla
Don't pull up at the trap house
My niggas deliver
Yea nigga, I like that shit
The Real Bril - Czar Lyrics
The Real Bril - Czar Lyrics
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Yea
Oh this what they need right here
Shit, and while I'm at it
Shout out my nigga Jay
Shout out my nigga young Zak
Young Marty nigga
Shout out my nigga Polo the Don
My nigga C Peezy, you can't forget C Peezy nigga
Big Eazy too
My nigga Jak of all Trades
Big Shads, both of y'all niggas man
My nigga Skinny, Paul Wall nigga
My nigga Flo-zus
Aw my nigga Nouri
Can't forget about my nigga Nouri shit
Shout all my niggas
We here
Every time I talk on the beat
They gon feel it
And we ain't waiting no more
Nigga we in the building
Everybody down on the ground
One in the ceiling
Open the door
Let out all the women and children
I don't know how
But nigga we gon get it
If I get a mill
Then nigga I'm gon spend it
Cuz If I see a million
Then nigga we bout to get it
We don't even know the game
But nigga we bout to win it
I keep a tight grip on their neck
It's competition
I see you got they attention
Nigga you got em listening
You could've balled out
But nigga you had some discipline
I own homes in places you niggas visiting
Yea and that's a big pill to swallow
I pull up in the Turbo 9 the S model
My bed sheets done seen the best models
Every night's a celebration
Popping the best bottles
We got em pissed off
Cuz they know we the shit
They don't give feedback
When they know it's a hit
If it was bullshit you'd be all in my dick
I can read between the lines
Man I know what it is
You don't wanna see me go and drop 4 on a whip
Then Turn around and spend 4 mil on the crib
I never been a hater though
I don't know how it feel
But times get hard
Man I know how it is
Remember walking the streets nigga
Hoping I live
Now I'm racing a Maserati
I'm just hoping I win
She don't wanna give me dome
I just hoping she bend
I done took a few Ls
So I'm due for a win
They wanna see us stumble baby
That's the reason they try
She ain't going nowhere
Nigga neither am I
You my everything
Shid You the reason I shine
You my Mt Everest
You the reason I climb
We don't let em get close
So they watch from a far
Park the Lambo and leave the doors ajar
I ain't foreign my chick
But I foreigned my car
They ain't never met us nigga
But they know who we are
They don't know who at the top
But they know that it's ours
They say it's the marinade
But we know it's the sauce
You don't know how much
But you know that it costs
You don't know who under me
But you know I'm the boss
Balenciaga jacket, MJ with the zippers
They got me F'd up so I Fendi'd the slippers
Brand new Double R
Floor mats chinchilla
Don't pull up at the trap house
My niggas deliver
Yea nigga, I like that shit
Oh this what they need right here
Shit, and while I'm at it
Shout out my nigga Jay
Shout out my nigga young Zak
Young Marty nigga
Shout out my nigga Polo the Don
My nigga C Peezy, you can't forget C Peezy nigga
Big Eazy too
My nigga Jak of all Trades
Big Shads, both of y'all niggas man
My nigga Skinny, Paul Wall nigga
My nigga Flo-zus
Aw my nigga Nouri
Can't forget about my nigga Nouri shit
Shout all my niggas
We here
Every time I talk on the beat
They gon feel it
And we ain't waiting no more
Nigga we in the building
Everybody down on the ground
One in the ceiling
Open the door
Let out all the women and children
I don't know how
But nigga we gon get it
If I get a mill
Then nigga I'm gon spend it
Cuz If I see a million
Then nigga we bout to get it
We don't even know the game
But nigga we bout to win it
I keep a tight grip on their neck
It's competition
I see you got they attention
Nigga you got em listening
You could've balled out
But nigga you had some discipline
I own homes in places you niggas visiting
Yea and that's a big pill to swallow
I pull up in the Turbo 9 the S model
My bed sheets done seen the best models
Every night's a celebration
Popping the best bottles
We got em pissed off
Cuz they know we the shit
They don't give feedback
When they know it's a hit
If it was bullshit you'd be all in my dick
I can read between the lines
Man I know what it is
You don't wanna see me go and drop 4 on a whip
Then Turn around and spend 4 mil on the crib
I never been a hater though
I don't know how it feel
But times get hard
Man I know how it is
Remember walking the streets nigga
Hoping I live
Now I'm racing a Maserati
I'm just hoping I win
She don't wanna give me dome
I just hoping she bend
I done took a few Ls
So I'm due for a win
They wanna see us stumble baby
That's the reason they try
She ain't going nowhere
Nigga neither am I
You my everything
Shid You the reason I shine
You my Mt Everest
You the reason I climb
We don't let em get close
So they watch from a far
Park the Lambo and leave the doors ajar
I ain't foreign my chick
But I foreigned my car
They ain't never met us nigga
But they know who we are
They don't know who at the top
But they know that it's ours
They say it's the marinade
But we know it's the sauce
You don't know how much
But you know that it costs
You don't know who under me
But you know I'm the boss
Balenciaga jacket, MJ with the zippers
They got me F'd up so I Fendi'd the slippers
Brand new Double R
Floor mats chinchilla
Don't pull up at the trap house
My niggas deliver
Yea nigga, I like that shit
Writer: Jabril Whitmore
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