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dave childz - 2 cents lyrics

consistency is everything boy
and that just means
i’m coming with another one
and another one
and another one
i think you get it

ouu
tell me
what you think of me now
got my head in the clouds
oh
my bad
got my head in the crown
and my feet on the ground
i been running for miles
and i ain’t running out
got the gang wit me now
you can’t hang wit me now
yeah
word
this revenge of the nerds
n+gga f+ck what ya heard
if you don’t feel every hit
it’s gone get on ya nerves
cuz they gone play every song
you gone know evеry word
i done put in the work
i want what i desеrve
i done sang every hook
i done wrote every verse
i’m gone aim for the sky
till i’m under the dirt
but who i’m kidding man that probably won’t stop sh+t
flying than a fly if he flying in a c+ckpit
i’m kaepernick
don’t resist
you can’t stop this
morals not profit
can’t understand ya logic
cut the nonsense
above the bosses
i’m a prophet
i am chosen
i turned losses
into moments
i’m the only one
no not a token
more like a hole in one
please don’t provoke him
more like a unicorn that’s up against some horses
gotta stop tryna rescue corpses
duh
i gotta start ignoring all the bullsh+t
duh
if i ain’t the realest speaking i’m the closest
my n+gga life is only short cuz death approaches
i see tiki devils marching with some torches
but they could never ever penetrate the fortress
roaches
oh sh+t
ouu
tell me
what you think of me now
got my head in the clouds
oh my bad
got my head in the crown
and my feet on the ground
i been running for miles
and i ain’t running out
got the gang wit me now
you can’t hang wit me now

i don’t give a f+ck
yuh
what you think of me now
i got dollars to count
keep the 2 cents to yaself
i don’t give a f+ck
yuh
what you think of me now
i got dollars to count
keep the 2 cents to yaself
i don’t give a f+ck
yuh
what you think of me now
i got dollars to count
keep the 2 cents to yaself
i don’t give a f+ck
yuh
what you think of me now
i got dollars to count
keep the 2 cents to yaself
i don’t give a f+ck
yuh
never asked you for ya hand out
so when i get it better never put ya hand out
ouuu
i got the plan now
if you ain’t know it lemme tell ya who the man now
soul blacker than a panther
i’m more witty than the banter
you in a feelings like a cancer
i’m in the building like a land lord
this exactly what i plot for
control the music like the aux cord
now the bas+m+nt on the top floor
the flow basic trust i got more
soon as ya pop you gone bop more
so soon as ya pop they gone plot more
and i been winning sh+t with my penmanship
the writer behind these bars serving sentences
so i k!ll this sh+t
then all the witnesses
walk out the court like
f+ck the bidness is
it’s just business b+tch
and if you know me
i’m tryna run these m+th+f+ckin numbers up

- dave childz lyrics

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