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Say
1,877
Hip-Hop/Rap
Say was released on April 15, 2014 by GT Digital / 17 Reasons as a part of the album Dirty Money, Vol. 1
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Release DateApril 15, 2014
LabelGT Digital / 17 Reasons
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Lyrics

Jack, Cheese, ayy
First time I seen the Pacman, he'd give me little
'Cause I started with a band like Jimmy Kimmel
Blowin' trees back then, callin' sacks pillows
And every **** sellin' ten, it was our hero
The more you get closer, have a clear picture
My **** tell me y'all don't wanna live it with you
Now all I gotta do is get a little richer
And only party with the **** that saw it with you
Now everybody ain't around that started with you
Most your **** in the ground, doin' time in prison
When shit fall down, only time we listen
Had me sick all child 'til they ran my sentence
My influence was enough to call off the witness
Life's wild, damn, I'm proud of our ****
It's been a while now, wonder what they gon' say
You the **** if you livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm really livin' what the song say
Yo, you wanna meet the connect, ****, this shit real
I want my shit in hundreds, no twenty dollar the bills
It's not a Neptune, bitch, it's for real
When I pull it out the package, **** know it's fishscale, uh
Diamonds are forever, Kanye West
Had your bitch in the back, call it Mitchell & Ness
I had the bitch on one call, the tribe called Quest
You gon' need a Q-tip to clear this mess, uh
This real mafia, ain't nobody stoppin' us
We pullin' up on motorbikes, stompin' **** out
You better get used to this overnight package
'Cause I throw it in the air, catch it in a day
I'm ridin' with a brick when I'm ridin' in the Bay
I'm ridin' with a P when I'm ridin' in the A
You couldn't tell me how to do it 'cause I'm doin' it
You **** better get your mind right, ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm really livin' what the song say
Black tee and Jordans, groupies givin' me neck
When your worst nightmare is to lose your connect
I've been there, shit, now I'm the plug
All my girls work the club, I guess mind fuckin' bitches is fun
A hundred grand was a lot back then
Black minivan full of mid, put this gold watch on my hand
Xans and a little mud, baby girl, I'm into drugs
Sell that pussy for a star, your PI's a bum
Extended stay in the A, three hundred K
I was wide awake, pacin' 'til the money came
Tryna get this money home, that's the hardest thing
And when I landed in LA, they pulled me off the plane
Strange, I ain't have a damn thing on me
Leather coat, few rings, gold chains on me
In the Bay, tryna let the Benz swang, homie
D-boy, young legend in the game, homie
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We really livin' what the song say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm really livin' what the song say
Written by: A-One, Berner, The Jacka
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