Pch

(Day is that you?)

Aha
It's Dez
Day The G
Uh

Ya boy is on the move
Had it since up out the womb
Haters meet yo doom
Basic bitches move on through
(Pass)
Got the Lord beside me
Hand in hand he will guide me
(God)
Through this life I live
Please don't let them homicide me
(Dead)
Keep my brain intact
Other rappers look like zombie
(Lost)
I'm way up in it now
It's gon' be kinda hard to stop me (Without)
Yo girl she tryna top me
Classy but always sloppy
(No Cause)
How much it really cost me
Just to skrrt off in a rari
This game is quick submission
The judges never rob me
(Won't Win)
I'm slayin' in this game
Look how much this game done brought me
(I Won)
Karma it hasn't caught me
Did something right though probably
Far from a carbon copy
My fam, I know they got me
This game is to the fullest
I got the trigger pull it
(He's Number One)
Aimed for the stars, Got lost
And now we fuckin' too lit
(The Devil Run)

Check it
Yeah, Yeah
Uh

This my time
I'm on my grind
Tell me what you gon' do
(Tell Me What You Gon' Do)
Head held high
Lookin' at the sky
Like baby what it do
(What It Do Baby)
Chillin' with the homies
Smokin', Drinkin', Sippin' brew
(Oh Yeah We Sippin')
It's alright, babygirl just slide
Yo friends can get it, too

Uh
PCH vibes, Sun in my eyes
Gotta car full of baddies
And they wanna ride
Gotta car full of brothers
And they down to slide
If it's smoke in the air
We gon' be alright
You see we making waves
God gave the light to Day
Had to send another brother just to ease my Pain
Yeah we came from the struggle
We had to find a way
All work, All hustle, That's the typa game
We knew what we signed up for
Day never switchin' lanes
Pain out here callin' shots now
Dez shootin' deep like Dame
You'll never ever stop us
We chillin' by the sand
We swimmin' through the cash now
The world is in our hands
They wanna try and read us
But they won't understand
Cause we them REBL boys
We got the master plan
Ha

Dez
Uh
Look

This my time
I'm on my grind
Tell me what you gon' do
(Tell Me What You Gon' Do)
Head held high
Lookin' at the sky
Like baby what it do
(What It Do Baby)
Chillin' with the homies
Smokin', Drinkin', Sippin' brew
(Oh Yeah We Sippin')
It's alright, baby girl just slide
Yo friends can get it, too



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Barrera
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