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andy the chef – point em out lyrics

[verse 1]
i hear garbage often
hardest part is keeping my mouth closed
i stay cautious god is watching
and he chose where my road goes
so i’m always on ten toes
keep one eye on all of my foes
and two eyes on all of my bros
cause jealousy knows who to expose
couldn’t ever be me with the jealousy
i ain’t never been fake for a fact case closed
you can catch me sipping on some tea from the corner store with the hot cheetos
same andy on 100p with the gap in my t++th and i’m wеaring my fro
the bees knees from my head to my toes
bring thе heat when it rains and snows
when it rains and snows and the world gets cold
keep a jacket for the rain so insane like woah
but i got a plan in my d+mn manos
i ain’t taking no breaks no descanso
rhyme’s on my mind on the mic tanto so i’m married to the game like te amo
can’t change up it’s a lane i chose so it’s quiet for the foes who think i’m slow
tell me i’m maybe trippin
you think i’m crazy listen
call me paranoid cause i’m avoiding situations getting
a little suspect and i ain’t need to check
i’m too sharp and so i see whats going down like a sunset
[hook]
i keep real ones in my pack if he switching where he at
where he at where he at where he at
point em out
sneak dissing disrespect thinking i didn’t notice yet
where he at where he at where he at
point em out

never overthrow me couldn’t even if they would try
i can smell ’em out and i can see it through my bird’s eye
upgrade my banking statements there’s no saying what i could buy
all because i’m hot enough to sizzle like a stir fry
the realest ones been riding way before this even started
knew all of my beats and bars and verses go the hardest
just waiting for the world to check me out no target
going ’til my mama got a crib with a garden
got oppositions in my team i stop and witness how they be
i seen real ones turn to rats ’cause some will switch up for the cheese
keep the scissors in my jeans next to my wallet and my keys
this drip like liquid isn’t cheap it’s just a portion of the piece
g+o+d only g i know
he open doors with the keys like a piano
throw around the green but it’s no play+dough
taking trips overseas just to go lay low
squash the beef like it’s mcdonalds
bet the heat make ’em sing like it’s e+i+o
from the concrete and the mud i rose
putting on for the team and the bros back home
[outro]
chef don’t be on the road too tough but i still cut through with the local thugs
could’ve ran off the plug but i kept it real and i showed ’em love
my flow so flame i’m scorching i shoot don’t miss wide open
keep on growing so they know i’m not in my bag i’m loading

- andy the chef lyrics

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