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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shane Eagle
Shane Eagle
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Karimi Wanjuri
Keith Karimi Wanjuri
Composer
Shane Patrick Hughes
Shane Patrick Hughes
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Lyrics

Yeah I talk to God at the crib I don't really like to go to church Why you boys talking 'bout my wave? When y'all niggas don't know how to surf Fuck all these niggas, they dead to me I gave these niggas the recipe Can't put the team into jeopardy Black, black, I do this shit 'til it's black I do this shit 'til it blacks I do this shit 'til it's black Eagle how you do it on your own? I know fame prolly gettin' to your head If I ever change for the bread, I know God prolly gon' leave me dead Fuck all these niggas, they dead to me I gave these niggas the recipe Can't put the team into jeopardy Black, black, I do this shit 'til it's black I got my dawgs in the back I put my dawgs on my snaps I put the city on map I carry it on my back V comin' through with the bag I do this shit 'til it's plaques You drop your shit and it's whack I drop my shit and it lasts I'm so ahead my time, aye All you niggas stuck in the past Niggas tryna get me for their songs Can't even get me for the interview Every time a nigga drop a song Whole album shit sounds like it's interludes What I'm about to fix Fuck a Rolex, fuck around and go cop a Omnitrix cause I'm '96 Ass titties, ass titties, all on my section boy I'm a 90's kid This a bigger beast, different planet smokin' bigger trees Remember dawg when they slept on me, Now I'm up dawg countin' bigger cheese Run a show, that's a bigger fee Shane Eagle, that's a different niche Know my dawgs they gon' ride for me Now my real dogs comin' off the leash Yeah I talk to God at the crib Yeah that's my homie where I live Got a homie who owes me bread, pray to God they don't leave him dead
Writer(s): Shane Patrick Hughes, Keith Karimi Wanjiru Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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