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(Rymez) I had to search so deep in my soul to find the old me From child to OG (ah) When the door was locked, I found my old key Now we're here with ridiculous P Got gyal, Patrón, and ridiculous weed That's typical me, I'm a physical G Sometimes I have difficulty Tryna figure out how I ended up an MC I used to flip packs on a daily Now I put a mortgage deposit on an AP That's digga deadly M-I-S-T See me in a Bentley, that's B-U-G Coming past so fast, so you never see me Blue bag full of Magnums on the backseat You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased They know us on the radio, know us in the streets Guarantee, this one's fucking up the club scene You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased They know us on the radio, know us in the streets Guarantee, this one's fucking up the club scene Let me see that Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah) Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that) Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah) Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh) Did you know I get 'em dizzy with the flow? And I'm just fucking with them, I don't even do it for the dough I'm just doing what I'm doing, I'm not even on the road But I'm getting money like I'm fucking with the Encro Ah, did you know I'm still dodging five-o? Get busy with the dough, stay skippy with the flow My bird thought I was cheating It's just business, babe, yeah, I'm an Encro Have you seen the Pirelli's pull up the concrete? Look, them man have gone too soft to compete Got everything I ever wanted, I don't need much Any beat that he give me, it gets beat up Big zoot with my feet up Dressing gown with my tea cup, keep it G'd up Nah, we don't need much (nah) Make money, not friends, so you better just ease up You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased They know us on the radio, know us in the streets Guarantee, this one's fucking up the club scene You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased They know us on the radio, know us in the streets Guarantee, this one's fucking up the club scene Let me see that Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah) Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that) Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah) Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh) Now look who's laughing, yet again, we're charting We ain't your average artists Are you mad? Are you barking? We always hit the target Another empty cartridge C-clart him War's expensive, so you don't know about warring Started starving And then I done a King Kong and climbed the Empire State Building Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah Energy, energy, energy, go psycho Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah Energy, energy, energy, go psycho Let me see that Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah) Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that) Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah) Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh) Yo Uh Bugzy Malone M-I-S and a T You know? Gang business
Writer(s): Aaron Davies, Rhys Thomas Sylvester, Jacob Daniel Jones, Taras Slusarenko, Rodney Kumbirayi Hwingwiri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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