Stay Bubblin'

Es muy bueno! [Defari] It's Friday night... I call up B Fin I'mma fly by with the Henn He on deck with a zone of cush I'm fresh off a car wash, it feels good to push - The Q through the innercity I'm on the telephone blowin' this last blitty Streets filled with rims, chicks on the dick Stoppin' at the stop light, holla real quick! It's on tonight.. I +Phil Da Agony+ in every last drink that I take (that's right) We high stakes, do it big like Bill Gates I only know a chosen few to rest his real fate Dilated's at the House of Blues, we doin' it this The bird's who see me don't choose they losin' it Double L mean low lands, that's one to grow on She said she played music, I gave her somethin' to blow on [Hook] - 2X We stay bubblin' Money makin' hitters, stay hustlin' We stay bubblin' From the East to the South To the beach here we reach, where we reach [Phil Da Agony] Critically acclaimed, spit it to you simple and plain It's like acid rain fallin' on your brain Blame it on the man in the booth We bring understanding to you And show you what the proper plan to do Phil Da Agony and Defari Herut, you can see it engraved If you look close - the Golden Statue So don't think, givin' a nigga money And stringin' him along with twenties We see through y'all, niggas is funny Heart and hustle, overcame talent and luck I spread love, cause most of y'all hate - violent as fuck I had to go through it to pursue it as a career Back then when I was practicing in front of the mirror Blunt in my ear, blunted out, rhyme of the year It's time for a beer, crack it open, back to my chair Contracts holdin' me back - to commitments Product comin' in by the shipments It's time to make a difference [Hook] - 2X [Defari] Gold cuffs, diamond earrings Drink up, you wasn't hearing me Gold watch, diamond cut pinky ring Drink up, we do this yearly Break bread, blow trees, take head - for free No cheese, 40's of Olde E, no diddle Just a little Goose and cran for these brittles [Phil Da Agony] Aiyyo we bubble out, we double our clout Hit the club and be out - We veterans at this, scrubbin' you out Born to make music, match all my melodies I don't believe NONE of these bitches, they keep tellin' me Call 'em how I see 'em - Niggas'll hold back on podium Then try to put a record out to free him, release him I'm wide awake, migraine headache, food on my plate You need real estate's to get the estates, nigga [Hook] - 4X