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capital steez - cab fare lyrics

[verse 1: capital st–z]
locked down, got the game in shackles
this some new sh-t from the same old -sshole
the cash flow with the track though
son had to step it up just to raise the stat quo
i’m tellin’ ’em i might go bonkers
if my mind ponders from hydroponics, two words: psycho pompous
but the world doesn’t know what a psycho pomp is
they still can’t explain why birds fly
i could tell one word locked to my third eye
tryin’ to get rich off a single then you blinded
dumb n-gg-s so one track minded
i tried to be a nice guy
but stars only come alive in the night sky
f-ck a limelight, i already shine bright
and we all want a piece of the pie, right?
but i’m just tryin’ to better my team while gettin’ some green
it’s the american dream
but this is america not a miracle
so it can’t be as good as it seems
i lost all hope in civil service
i ain’t even end up on this mic on purpose
the ringleader of the nitro circus
the real freak-show, so at night you’ll surface

[verse 2: cj fly]
either they tell him he’s really cool or they ridicule
silly fools
the pros been dreaming big since miniscule
killin’ ’em all not because it’s our job
but just to feel involved

break these bricks down ’til the ceilin’ fall
f-ck that, we gon’ raise the roof
choppin’ trees and clippin’ bud, it’s in our roots
tell you the truth i’m tryin’ to fill in the glutes
know that i ain’t playin’ when i tell you give me the loot
i been big pimpin’ ever since an infant
you a sistren, and i ain’t advocating incest
gave her some now she can’t get enough
i know it’s sucks, baby you know you want me like a sippy cup

pops used to pick me up in his pickup truck
i got one shot so i’m a hit it like a sittin’ duck
the reload, i just want you to be loved
just know i’m tryin’ to hit it like c-notes
so take a cab to our crib, but know i ain’t payin’ for your sh-t
you better see if you could get a lift
girl i’m throwin’ game at you if you catch my drift
and if i pick you up then miss
you don’t give me no -ss, better picture no gas
and maybe you can crash at my crib
we could f-ck the act like it was an accident

[verse 3: chuck strangers]
they say chuck a stranger, how man, everybody know
we tryin’ to get paid, me and all of my homies
so we devised a plan to get these grams
hoppin’ out, guns out, face painted, on some dead president sh-t
growin’ up that was my favorite flick

talkin’ to keep my black -ss out the white man’s army and sh-t
nowadays we spend money on jays
quarter bags of haze and fine light-skinned honeys that blaze
wakin’ up, the sun’s grazing my face
no more standing in place, gotta keep this sh-t movin’
if you brick, dog, keep shootin’, you gon’ get it all net
and if you don’t then stay out, man, ’til that sun set
two seven’s what i’m reppin’,
fresh jordan’s what i step in
she said, ask a question, i’m that n-gg- she be neckin’
j is too f-ckin’ dope, never f-ckin’ come in second, she said
“wait a second,” i said, “time is money and money is time”
unless your head game dope, then sweetie you wastin’ both
shout out to n-gg-s that i used to chill with
man i miss my dogs on some michael vick sh-t
letters on your door, b-tch n-gg-s get evicted

my down chick rollin’ swishas
these ain’t raps, n-gg-, these motion pictures

- capital steez lyrics

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