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King Chai
King Chai
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Josiah Malinich
Josiah Malinich
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Michai Wharton
Michai Wharton
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Phillip Cook
Phillip Cook
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Out the box boy We gon' talk boy Yeah we out here flyin' lookin' like the lost boys We Peter Pan, man This the band, man Peter Parker and you lookin' like the Sandman You do it for the bread President, I'mma veto We do it for the bread He the head, and it's Keto You think I'm jokin' We ain't jokin', this ain't Jared Leto I think it's Leto but Geppetto ain't my father either I don't know what's gotten into me Hearin' from God, I ain't hearin' from Jiminy You hearin' crickets, I don't got no sympathy Your nose is growin' and growin' religiously I take a beat and I make it a symphony I think we need an epiphany Or just a lesson in dignity God made me great from the day of my infancy Switchin' it up, different love, what's in the cup? Got my own solo, never been solo He fillin' me up God on my side, out of the box Bet I'mma ride, 'cause He the boss More that I try, more that I loss Victory found in the cross Where my box cutter at? Cut that box for the cat Double entendre, I do not want her, where my wife gone be at? Guess the cat is out the bag, guess the jack is out the box Why you fighting Jesus for? When did God take a loss? Y'all want five for a Voss, my living water didn't cost I'm gone starve for the boss, I'm way too fast for you boys I feel bad for these boys, kind of laugh at these boys If It's a problem, we gone solve 'em, we got math for you boys They put bread on my head, all my ops want me dead There go mammon, there go satan, trade my life for some led But my ops already dead, so I can eat all that bread Send an angel instead, and bring that sword to your head Put your head in a box, that's two day shipping it's hot My brothers bang with them things, got that word in their heart I up and aim at your brain, bullets came in a box And if you're looking back at it then they're gone do you like Lot's Making moves you could call me Penske Catch my wave could ride this on a jetski This ain't a game but scoring like I'm Messi You say my name but you ain't even met me Yeah How are you really gon' say what you said When you just thought this all in your head yuh You think that I do this for bread huh Forget how I'm living I'm already dead Been livin' my life by the words that he said I'm covered in red Because of the blood that he shed Because of the blood that he shed I ain't watered down this is the proof when I'm in the booth I'll give you my name I'm not Dr. Seuss yeah There's only one truth yeah The facts can be lying to you I try to do not but I do I try to be hot but I'm cool You wanting the smoke where's the juul This ain't a joke but I can see you laughing I'm under 1 just like I was a fraction I wear a chain but that's just for reactions We slip & slide on this beat ain't got no traction
Writer(s): Josiah Malinich, Michai Wharton, Phillip Cook Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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