6odmikey - 444 lyrics
6odmikey:
( yea i started out in cali
where i really got a flow )
yea i started out in cali
where i really got a flow
got me slapping out in bali
more they hate the more i grow
we gone make it out this valley
even if it happens slow
we been trappin out the ally
till we push it out the stoe
now i move a lil private
sorry that’s just how it goes
i just stay away from violence
do my best to keep it low
but if someone come an try us
whip it out and let it blow
ima deal with it in silence
trust me you gone never know
now it’s four four four
sh+t i’m gettin to this paper
and i keep it on floor
down to earth i ain’t a hater
cause i seen some sh+t before
i ain’t hating on a player
and i hope you get the most
i know mine is coming later
i ain’t caught up in the mix
i’m been buildin
with these bricks
till i’m chillin
with my kids
and the fam
a couple m’s
circle small
and so is this benz
i’m just
runnin out of breath
stackin cheddar
till i’m dead
i’m the last king left
momentarily
i just need some f+cken clarity
prosperity
really it’s a f+cken rarity
you scarin me
nah it’s really just preparin me
repairing me
i thank god for taking care of me
yung malibu:
yeah i thank god for taking care of me
it’s hard moving in this sh+t move carefully
cold heart cause ain’t n0body ever care for me
now i’m on top a partridge and a pear tree
roll through the studio i get it f+cken poppin
and i don’t take no disrespect so watch the way you talkin
think it’s fun and games ight hold up just let me spark this
i light my blunt and then i’m dunkin on em dennis rodman
talking pretty big on twitter who is you
i pulled up to his house he come out only 5’2
but it’s like jordan with them bulls
there ain’t no hesitation to shoot
i’m sick with the flow but i’m still making all them moves
hop on to the wave cause we taking off soon
until i’m in my grave i’ll be grindin in that stu
i’m posted with it but i’m still a kid like my name buu
i got your girl to the trap house slurp me like some stew
ballin snow like i’m iced up with it
slow ballin like a nerd i stay niced up get it
grippin finger on the trigger yeah we bouta f+cken hit it
south side reppin come and pay a f+cken visit
slow now but i’m bout a f+cken blast
lead heavy feet up on that mof+cken gas
boltin off usain how we goin so fast
speedometer increasing whip to neck in to a cast
and i cast out my shine watch
watch a zip on pass
i sip by rap gang cause i got to live at last
leave you in a comatose out passed
reverse that b+tches sleepin on me it ain’t time for no d+mn nap
i keep my gun satchel on me like a nap sack
i carry machines i ain’t lyin this is big facts
i store them sh+ts and i be callin it a sales rack
no chill i can’t let a b+tch catch me relapse
talkin sh+t bout me get yo ass sacked
put 1,2 in to chest like a quarterback
make a mountain outta mole and leave yo ass wacked
we some hard workin mexicans but we ain’t cuttin grass
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