Prokyo (feat. Demu)
I don't know what they let you do over there
But you're in Tokyo now
You use the backdoor
Ha, ha, ha
Ništa, ovaj, samo ga pitaj
Ne znaš kad će da dođe?
Samo, samo reci ako može da mi se javi
Da vidi da l' može da me vozi
U, dole, u Sarajevsku
Ne, ne, u Savsku
Plaćam duplo
I got problems in Tokyo, call them Prokyo
You a fool with hoes, ye' you a brokie, yo
I got problems in Tokyo, call them Prokyo
You a fool with hoes, ye' you a
Demu on the track, yessir
Run up on, watch ya tone
Opps only stay on one side, fuck out my zone
Playing, I only be goofing and dancing
But people 'bout me extravaganzin'
Only at time while gods lancing
Demon comes back while I tug my pants
Back up, pack up, all sense activating
Heading down to hell, no more masturbating
Demu aye, chill gang
We gangsta now, but we wasn't then
Tryna do nu'n, we just pretend
No trouble wanted, I respect you man
See now rats play on streets
Fuck around with sticks, sticks time ticks
Without feel of space, making crazy mix
But everybody quiet when then the gun clicks
Ain't that bad, trifi, no WiFi, to sky I fly
Can't take shit I'm just too curious, too delerious
Try saying shit without sounding serious
Snitches get stitches, but stitches get bitches
Out of my pockets I pull out the riches
Know y'all stick around, 'cause, y'all leaches
Poor people making me sad
On the wrong path they were led
Don't use him just tit for tat
Those alive now envy dead
Wolf pack lacks running backs
Stack the bullshit aside, no more time for cracks
Ain't nothing now but god dang
Aye .fil man - do your thang
Shooting star, what you got?
Vague as night like I forgot
Everything you offered me, I wanted it, and I hoped for it
But now I'm just slightly confused
Whether or not it was meant to be
I didn't mean to be that guy but you made me believe
You spilled the tea like there is something to agree on
Almost had me on a killing spree
Almost had me looking for the key
I am sorry but I really gotta disagree
If you ain't gonna be the referee, who you really tryna be?
I never wanted to do it, but when I do, it's amazing
I'll take you out in the wild and we'll go stargazing
I'll take off my hat, go on, take off your shoes
I got a catchy idea only a fool would refuse
I tried, she didn't want, it was great until it wasn't
Now I stay outside, waiting for the night light
Easy for you to say how easy you freed your mind
Your head ain't blowing, running hundreds a minute
Feelin' like you didn't even care, now I see it was like that
I just caught up later than sooner, my mistake
I guess I'll write it down, winding down for the day
Thinking if me and me are on the same team
Now it's feeling like the end, but there's no George
I am curious, anticipating moments that never came
I tell you bravo, but I ain't Johnny
Don't know how to karate chop
Accompanied by the sound of a bullwhip, bullshit
Didn't get to it, stuck with it
Imma get it whenever and again and again
Now I pray like I was taught, meditating on bad thoughts
Bad nights taught me early to forget this shit
But you're in Tokyo now
You use the backdoor
Ha, ha, ha
Ništa, ovaj, samo ga pitaj
Ne znaš kad će da dođe?
Samo, samo reci ako može da mi se javi
Da vidi da l' može da me vozi
U, dole, u Sarajevsku
Ne, ne, u Savsku
Plaćam duplo
I got problems in Tokyo, call them Prokyo
You a fool with hoes, ye' you a brokie, yo
I got problems in Tokyo, call them Prokyo
You a fool with hoes, ye' you a
Demu on the track, yessir
Run up on, watch ya tone
Opps only stay on one side, fuck out my zone
Playing, I only be goofing and dancing
But people 'bout me extravaganzin'
Only at time while gods lancing
Demon comes back while I tug my pants
Back up, pack up, all sense activating
Heading down to hell, no more masturbating
Demu aye, chill gang
We gangsta now, but we wasn't then
Tryna do nu'n, we just pretend
No trouble wanted, I respect you man
See now rats play on streets
Fuck around with sticks, sticks time ticks
Without feel of space, making crazy mix
But everybody quiet when then the gun clicks
Ain't that bad, trifi, no WiFi, to sky I fly
Can't take shit I'm just too curious, too delerious
Try saying shit without sounding serious
Snitches get stitches, but stitches get bitches
Out of my pockets I pull out the riches
Know y'all stick around, 'cause, y'all leaches
Poor people making me sad
On the wrong path they were led
Don't use him just tit for tat
Those alive now envy dead
Wolf pack lacks running backs
Stack the bullshit aside, no more time for cracks
Ain't nothing now but god dang
Aye .fil man - do your thang
Shooting star, what you got?
Vague as night like I forgot
Everything you offered me, I wanted it, and I hoped for it
But now I'm just slightly confused
Whether or not it was meant to be
I didn't mean to be that guy but you made me believe
You spilled the tea like there is something to agree on
Almost had me on a killing spree
Almost had me looking for the key
I am sorry but I really gotta disagree
If you ain't gonna be the referee, who you really tryna be?
I never wanted to do it, but when I do, it's amazing
I'll take you out in the wild and we'll go stargazing
I'll take off my hat, go on, take off your shoes
I got a catchy idea only a fool would refuse
I tried, she didn't want, it was great until it wasn't
Now I stay outside, waiting for the night light
Easy for you to say how easy you freed your mind
Your head ain't blowing, running hundreds a minute
Feelin' like you didn't even care, now I see it was like that
I just caught up later than sooner, my mistake
I guess I'll write it down, winding down for the day
Thinking if me and me are on the same team
Now it's feeling like the end, but there's no George
I am curious, anticipating moments that never came
I tell you bravo, but I ain't Johnny
Don't know how to karate chop
Accompanied by the sound of a bullwhip, bullshit
Didn't get to it, stuck with it
Imma get it whenever and again and again
Now I pray like I was taught, meditating on bad thoughts
Bad nights taught me early to forget this shit
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