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cayea - got it like that lyrics

[verse 1]
ayo, back up in the one two four one two
wish i had a dollar for all the honeys i’ve run through
then i’d have like 12 dollars up in pocket, i’m blowing
up like rocket i ain’t gon’ stop ’til there’s profit, all
these major label rappers never leaving me satisfied
so that is why i doubt i’ll ever get my name ratified
i’d rather pride myself on work instead of statistics
i guess i’ve always had a knack for working linguistics
i tackle tracks like quarterbacks, my mind is a hit stick
the flow is sweet i’m lyrically pouring a mystic
i never was concerned with coming off altruistic
until a honey said my rhymes were unrealistic
well, always been honest ‘bout myself i never came coy
fishing for compliments has always been a lame ploy
these players all are playing on the same toy
it took losing my mind to win the game boy
amnesiac but never been a greedy cat
i free my range up on the beat, you’re completely whack
and it gets all up into your beef, so don’t feed me that
the food of champions is all i eat, where the wheaties at?
cl-ssic, spit quick and spastic i’m matchless
my tactics split stretch and flip like gymnastics
elastic wrappers are getting stuck to crust
making it is a must, and i feel that i’m on the cusp of greatness

[hook]
i’ve been waiting for so long to prove it
i put everything into the music
i’ll give my money for you
i’ll send the money order
i’ll trek through muddy waters
i’ll give it all, baby oh

[verse 2]
and yes i got it like that
threw the boomerang of karma then i got it right back
in fact i find hospitality inside serenity
words are what you pay for, the flow’s just an amenity
half of hip hop is rappers spitting out obscenities
the other half is rappers lacking in lyrical tendencies
i don’t need no enemies, just trying to further my mind
you need shades for my shine, i’m walking down a fine line
i came from mistakes to mix tapes ma’
when i kick it they gon’ flip it like it’s grip tape ma’
ain’t no need for spittin’ twice it’s all on this take ma’
perfect batter master when i mix up this cake ma’
now check it, like you ain’t going for the puck no more
never stutter with my b-tter flow but you’re so so
so let it sizzle in the pan, you’re witnessing the making of the man
the world is spinning right inside my hand

[outro 1]
chetty c, yeah we got it like that
shout out to pauly c, yeah we got it like that
shout out to danny b, yeah we got it like that
that’s the ol’ family, yeah we got it like that
ayo, benny lay pipe, yeah we got it like that
finn, sam, jay, mike yeah we got it like
cody, corey, gj we always had it like that
we always had it like that, we never giving sh-t back

[outro 2]
you got a dream, you gotta protect it. people can’t do something themselves, they wanna tell you you can’t do it. you want something, go get it. period

- cayea lyrics

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