Lyrics

Okay, hold up, is this thing on I'm married to the game, I put a ring on Anytime I rap it they just cling on This ain't no light drip, this a fling on She still let me beat it on her chest like King Kong Bing bong, I'm outer space Klingons We out the gate, been gone, I'm here to get my king on Even as a pawn, you know I been on, I ain't really been wrong Still pushing buttons like This ain't a sing song, why the hell they sing along If she cheering for me might as well bring it on Okay, hold on, think he did it again The only time I stop writing is to get a new pen I got them spinning they heads like oh wow, who's that now (pan out) Me in the white and black crowd With a pretty girl, with a little bit of ass out Cream anytime I milk the game like a cash cow Move, get out the way This is not a race, I got paper to chase She tryna give me face but this ain't the place And I ain't got a cape, so I can't save the day I'm Choosing my battles They building they clout while I'm building my castle Head above water, I don't need a paddle I'm one in a million like winning a raffle but this ain't luck No, no this ain't luck, no, no No this ain't luck, the juice, a chance, a fluke I win, I work, I move, I shoot I do, I do, I do, I do Man, enough about me, how bout you What you know about early mornings late nights Talking dreams to your friends too scared to try Tryna leave ya mark and know it ain't a fair fight Easier to swim with the sharks when you a great white Paid the price and cash it in, faith is where the magic is Don't get scared now, ain't you say you passionate Business for the acumen, talent's only half of it Put it together, pray to God, I hope they know the better Move, get out the way This is not a race, I got paper to chase She tryna give me face but this ain't the place And I ain't got a cape, so I can't save the day I'm Choosing my battles They building they clout while I'm building my castle Head above water, I don't need a paddle I'm one in a million like winning a raffle but this ain't luck No, no this ain't luck, no, no No this ain't luck, the juice, a chance, a fluke I win, I work, I move, I shoot I do, I do, I do, I do Man, enough about me, how bout you
Writer(s): Melo Griffith, Travis Thickle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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