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Top Songs By KAGE47
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KAGE47
Songwriter
JFlames
Songwriter
Lyrics
With this penny I will buy a flower to put on your grave
When the time comes
(KAGE is you ready? they're waiting outside)
When its game time are you ready to go
Cause man can't Gas from way down the road
KAGE sent the beat and I laced the flow
We put out hits like Aberama Gold
Pulled up in a hat and cloak
All the people wave like they've seen the pope
I got a house I ain't got a home
I'm on the move like Aberama Gold
Hitmen Aberama Gold
Born cold Aberama Gold
Money talks Aberama Gold
Collect debt Aberama Gold
Hitmen Aberama Gold
Born cold Aberama Gold
Money talks Aberama Gold
Collect debt Aberama Gold
Gold chain to protect my neck
You say my name it better be respect
Podcast talking disrespect
Outside cut your internet
Jason mask and a bag of rope
Today your gonna learn intellect
Ya ya man ah make hits
Ya man ah rock exclusive kicks
Yeah more time man don't give a shit it's like taking a piss in a skip
You can't think taking candy from a baby is the same as coming to us man
Man will leave with one hand like captain hook
In the back of a garbage truck van
Man ah wild like Tarzan
And I don't eat pizza if there's no parmesan
Let me take you back to where it all began
It was in the promise land
The snake told Eve to bite the apple
She ate the apple then twerked for Adam
It's hard to fathom the style
Cause the ting that were smoking is extremely loud
Just pulled up on a velvet cloud
When its game time are you ready to go
Cause man can't Gas from way down the road
KAGE sent the beat and I laced the flow
We put out hits like Aberama Gold
Pulled up in a hat and cloak
All the people wave like they've seen the pope
I got a house I ain't got a home
I'm on the move like Aberama Gold
Hitmen Aberama Gold
Born cold Aberama Gold
Money talks Aberama Gold
Collect debt Aberama Gold
Hitmen Aberama Gold
Born cold Aberama Gold
Money talks Aberama Gold
Collect debt Aberama Gold
Nothing ever shocks me
But nuff things they disgust me
Talking bout how you love me
But when my backs turned you wanna cut me
Yeah it's the same old shit on the ends
Same old pagan friends
Same old dead 110's
Same old used up dusty blood stained straps
I was chilling at home watching Peaky
And I saw Aberama Gold
And he lick off a shot from way in the bush
And put the fool pon shush
SHHHHHHHHHHH
Then I got a WhatsApp text on my android
And it got me annoyed
Some backstabber man trying to talk like were friends
But it's all pretend
I should do him like what I just saw on the TV
But I don't wanna go pen
So I just stayed in my yard and chilled
Then rolled up again
Cause I don't owe no one no response mistakes
I gotta learn once
You trick me twice shame on me
Three times for you pain and grief
When its game time are you ready to go
Cause man can't Gas from way down the road
KAGE sent the beat and I laced the flow
We put out hits like Aberama Gold
Pulled up in a hat and cloak
All the people wave like they've seen the pope
I got a house I ain't got a home
I'm on the move like Aberama Gold
Hitmen Aberama Gold
Born cold Aberama Gold
Money talks Aberama Gold
Collect debt Aberama Gold
Hitmen Aberama Gold
Born cold Aberama Gold
Money talks Aberama Gold
Collect debt Aberama Gold
Writer(s): J Flames
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