LAZY CADENCE (Chorusless 3)
La vida loca baby and I'm about that life
I'm stepping up I'm losing figures who I sanctify in life
But I'm gaining figures baby yeah they set me up for life
So entice, Kilani lavish dressing on me I'm on chapter 5
Patty cake I double lettuce
Fly high shoutout to the fisherman
Got a lesson mix on chemicals
I'm just stacking words its a sky but it's getting so nebulous
In a lab spitting nukes from 99 Einsteinium
I did 9 to 5 add 13 reasons to die
On the 12th I got agreement put my dream to homicide
But I got my homie's side paying records all the time
He just wanted me shine and I keep it on my mind
Now Cruise in a Lex mission possible got kryptonite
Belly rubbing gave me jaundice blew that smokies all night
Baby she wanted to study the sitch she wanted a switch I got the co-dean
She gotta expel but still got a test and she only accepts when she get a D
Cold bitch get senses she a sentimental fridge
Going full power baby she dont ask about no inch
Told her baby dont worry cuz my whip fulla tints
Big money clocks gotta introduce her to the Benz
Watch it watch it watch it in a blank pain but I varnish
In alert I got my arm in
I cannot look I just be hopping
Not my shit I'm leaving college
Sipping venoms for a carnage
Double down I'm never folding
In you city I be balling
Mask on a face imma do it anonymous
Grasping a way imma smoke it insentience
A lotta eyes and they hating my presence
Imma ghost em I spin in my poem
I run with a pace I be raisin my coins
Ahead of my third I wanna live in a modest
Fantasy double Rs like a Tolkien
With people listen to the shit when I'm talking
I came for the fun I dont fuck with no beef
We all for the money the shit I believe
Big up for the music I love my colleagues
Hit me up any time I be up for a team
Rings on a finger a money a blip
You know it in second they put in mood
Im getting a half instead of the head
I'm extending my mag and I aim for the moon
Lazy tunes and I Husch that bitch
Cartiers and I cuff my wrist
Bruise everywhere and you see me insist
My will is to die hard over this shit
I hustle to get my crib on cribs
Gave up a lot just to pay me a bill
Gates opening chlorophylls
Yeah, Half I'm Egyptian half Imma Russian
Snowy wrist and my skin from a desert
We bear with the shit we just go on and wrestle
Mallorca I'm chilling next day I'm in Paris
Oneirophobia got me in imbalance
I got over shit working 24/7
Dream free now I'm charging a balance
Work with a C1 all night in a attic
Now I look for the time just to look at my Patek
Keep up the elevate, keep up the elevate
I'm stepping up I'm losing figures who I sanctify in life
But I'm gaining figures baby yeah they set me up for life
So entice, Kilani lavish dressing on me I'm on chapter 5
Patty cake I double lettuce
Fly high shoutout to the fisherman
Got a lesson mix on chemicals
I'm just stacking words its a sky but it's getting so nebulous
In a lab spitting nukes from 99 Einsteinium
I did 9 to 5 add 13 reasons to die
On the 12th I got agreement put my dream to homicide
But I got my homie's side paying records all the time
He just wanted me shine and I keep it on my mind
Now Cruise in a Lex mission possible got kryptonite
Belly rubbing gave me jaundice blew that smokies all night
Baby she wanted to study the sitch she wanted a switch I got the co-dean
She gotta expel but still got a test and she only accepts when she get a D
Cold bitch get senses she a sentimental fridge
Going full power baby she dont ask about no inch
Told her baby dont worry cuz my whip fulla tints
Big money clocks gotta introduce her to the Benz
Watch it watch it watch it in a blank pain but I varnish
In alert I got my arm in
I cannot look I just be hopping
Not my shit I'm leaving college
Sipping venoms for a carnage
Double down I'm never folding
In you city I be balling
Mask on a face imma do it anonymous
Grasping a way imma smoke it insentience
A lotta eyes and they hating my presence
Imma ghost em I spin in my poem
I run with a pace I be raisin my coins
Ahead of my third I wanna live in a modest
Fantasy double Rs like a Tolkien
With people listen to the shit when I'm talking
I came for the fun I dont fuck with no beef
We all for the money the shit I believe
Big up for the music I love my colleagues
Hit me up any time I be up for a team
Rings on a finger a money a blip
You know it in second they put in mood
Im getting a half instead of the head
I'm extending my mag and I aim for the moon
Lazy tunes and I Husch that bitch
Cartiers and I cuff my wrist
Bruise everywhere and you see me insist
My will is to die hard over this shit
I hustle to get my crib on cribs
Gave up a lot just to pay me a bill
Gates opening chlorophylls
Yeah, Half I'm Egyptian half Imma Russian
Snowy wrist and my skin from a desert
We bear with the shit we just go on and wrestle
Mallorca I'm chilling next day I'm in Paris
Oneirophobia got me in imbalance
I got over shit working 24/7
Dream free now I'm charging a balance
Work with a C1 all night in a attic
Now I look for the time just to look at my Patek
Keep up the elevate, keep up the elevate
Credits
Writer(s): Mohamed Elsherbiny
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