Listen to Give Em No Energy (feat. Blunote Bruno & Blizzy) by Chuck Paradi$e

Give Em No Energy (feat. Blunote Bruno & Blizzy)

Chuck Paradi$e

Hip-Hop/Rap

4 Shazams

Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Blunote I know these n be watching and hating I still cant give em no energy (I see you) Feel like Im Biggie Im ready to die Whenever Im drinkin' that Hennessy (Haa) Way that I hustle and get it my n You really might think that its 10 of me (Uh Huh) James Harden I was whippin' the pot (Whippin) Watch it settle I was makin it rock Made a lot I was playin' the block Life of death I gotta keep me a glock (Glizzy) Money money Ima keep me a knot Homie traded it just thickened the plot In the trap like this shit is my office Bunch of shooters yeah my n too lawless Percocet got me feelin' too nauseous (Whoo) I was good til a n seen corpses (Yeah yeah) Big glizzy got me movin' too cautious (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) Got me dreamin' bout benzes and porsches Fuck an apartment I need me a fortress Dont want the bitch, she aint important We dont talk to them they look like informants Cant be dormant n rather enormous (Facts) Bunch of swipes n look where it brought us (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah) N traded but look what it taught us Nothin' nice life a gamble got me playin wit' dice Caught a case but you know Ima fight (Yea) Cut em off make em fight for they life Im the type probably blow over night (Ugh) We aint the same (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah) I took some Ls And then I switched lanes These n be talkin you know how we came The 30 gone hit him and fuck up his frame If you forgot just remember the name (Grrrt) You know how we get it you know how we came Hit wit the rain Stood in the fire I stood through the flames Got caught with the 50 My dog took the blame (Bow) I know some n gone say that I changed I cant say the same The shit that I seen it done fucked up my brain (What Else) Get ready get ready (Whoo) Aim for the sky and just throw my confetti (Throw it) Im deadly Im deadly (Throw it) We hit ya spot takin shots on Pirellis (Go) Ridin' heavy on chevy (Yeah) And Im drippin sauce over shit like spaghetti (Oh yea) If you petty Im petty (Whoop) I shift and Im quick with the shits like Andretti (Go) Why would you think you could play with me Murder this shit to the 8th degree Cant make this shit up if its Maybelline (Ooh) How many hours it take to sing You n livin' in make believe My mind is sharper than razor blade (Sharp) Killing these n like sheep I sword em out Im feeling like Blade today (Grrrt) Kit Kat flow cause Im breaking em off (Yeah) Tag on a shirt Takin' em off (Yeah) You fuckin' wit' us and you takin' a loss Catch one to the gut (Bow) then Im breakin' ya jaw Cop me a coupe just to skirt off the lot She told me slow down I was hurtin' the box (skrrt skrrt aye) All that I ever wanted was a yacht (Yeah) Drop getting blunted getting top I do this shit in a orderly fashion (Oh) I put you and ya lil bitch in a casket Bussin' the clip I will empty the ratchet (Blaow Blaow Blaow Boom) Smokin that gas no fumes (Aye aye) Thottin hotboxed the room (Room) Im in the cut like a wound Tell momma good afternoon June I was rollin them papers (Papers) Had to switch back to villes (Villes) We was bussin' them capers (Them Capers) Had to get back the bills (For Real) Money money my motivation My apple wallet my motivator Cash out like I procreated (Ha) Take no shorts no negotiations So many thoughts goin through my head Family gotta eat I just want em fed Dreams that a n was dead Paranoid when Im in bed (Yeah) Bitches quick to hop in the benz Back then aint have much to say 30K and it cleared today Had to reup on shark pay (Yeah) Im really in the groove trip out west to get the best Three plates so I brought a vest Cashed out then I invest All my exes still a mess (All my exes still a mess) Had to get that off my chest Yeah I know these bitches vexed (Vex) Bruno told me he want a Bentley Got me grippin' on a 50 Gettin' tatted at a early age Gettin' tatted at a early agen (Yeah) Picked it up I be in a phase Macked the benz and I didnt phase (Nope) And you talkin' rainy days 10 Piece on delivery Lil momma aint meet the quota Back to streets she had to go Tried to show her the wave She just tryna get laid (Yeah) Im just tryna get paid (Yeah) She just tryna get laid Im just tryna get paid Im Im Im just tryna get paid
Writer(s): Tim Benifield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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