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Just Like This

Dahaq

In Living Memory

14.02.2015

1

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Ayo It’s the line up Done listening to y’all fuck boys We gon’ show em just like this Let’s get it [Bridge 1] Bitch you know I’m balling hard (balling hard, balling hard) Whippin foreign broads and cars (skrr, skrr) [Bridge 2] Eating good, it’s Mardi Gras (yeah, yeah) Every single thang is ours (let’s get it) [Hook] Going, off like, road rage Life a, game I, don’t play Staying, focused, all day Just like this, okayyy Going, off like, road rage Life a, game I, don’t play Staying, focused, all day Just like this, okayyy Setting the foundation… The reason they hating… For my generation… Did I keep you waiting… Just like just like just like this Just like just like just like this [Verse 1] I welcome you to America, this land of the very cold I can sit here and spit a few bars, and I could turn your life to a fairy tale LOL, I’m sipping ginger ale Steady thinking that I will prevail Scratch ya out with these fingernails Your whole crew full of epic fails OK, all I know is counting stacks Ain’t in football so here’s your quarterback All that shit you dropping is kinda wack Why they tryna arrest me like cardiac? Bitch I heard you missed me? My bad I was making history And bitch I heard they dissed me Man fuck that, that all missed me Champagne for my real friends Real pain for my sham friends This one for the ones who won’t make it And that one for the one who was hating So nothing I do is in vain, adrenaline up in my veins See I’m just tryna catch this plane, and get my ass off of these plains How I'm working everyday while y'all masturbate And like 2Pac I'm praying for better days Got it hot quick like a microwave You ain’t know how to ball let me demonstrate [Bridge 1 + Hook] [Verse 2] Not a rapper, I'm a backpacker Whatever track I’m on, I attack her They love talking when you lack racks But shut the fuck up once you stack stacks With your bitch stuck in lip lock You doing a rickshaw doing pickup I’m at the tip top of this talk Bitch stop, and let the beat drop Fuck what you say, y’all gotta stop talking I put this dick in ya mouth call it cockblocking I am everywhere, there he go bar hopping As she is going up and down like stock options Politicians profiting off our problems They get mad at us when we get to stopping em I’ma live my life, never play possum and From the cemetery I have been blossoming So fuck all you who out there gossiping Y’all should be numb in awe at this awesomeness I’m bossing em, my boys toss em in Almost done with this, I’ll leave it ominous As for them calling me a rap wannabe That's 'k cuz rap where I wanna be She gets low for me like the economy Me, I’m high no astronomy See, haters like Congress won't do nothing If they take action I stop em, Obama em I ain’t with this drama man ima Osama em See talk to my face if you got a problem then [Bridge 2 + Hook] [Outro] Yeah Motherfucker I’m fresh til death You don’t understand that, fucking deaf man straight up Made a wish like when I see a shooting star Now tell me again who the fuck you are You don’t fuck with me, I don’t fuck with you easy Fuck y’all, good work good shit
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