finding muzyamba - panamá lyrics
[verse 1: finding muzyamba]
dippin through your city i could tell you ’bout the set
i could tell you bout the set man
flip it to a milli i could tell you bout them checks
i could tell you bout them checks man
remember back when i was with forte up at the crib
dreams of selling out and have em’ f-cking with the kid
pulled up on you back when i was trying to put us on
barely paying rent a n-gga had to pay them loans man
know my momma’s pain, know why a n-gga never fold
all that funny talking leaving all of y’all on hold
had my n-ggas posted in the bas-m-nt crackin codes
commas all on commas out here splurging on the road man
[bridge: finding muzyamba]
scheming on the daily know that’s m’s for the boy
back when n-ggas wouldn’t pay a cent for the boy
money on the table know that’s ends for the boy
keep that money coming in advance for the the boy
[hook: finding muzyamba]
time and time again
angels falling, you stay way above the rim
you’re the type to fall in love and then pretend
only meant to walk you, home girl now it’s real(you’re home girl, now it’s real) x2
[verse 2: finding muzyamba]
say i never got it poppin on some real sh-t
say i i’d never take a fall for who i eat with
end up scrolling through your timeline, and i feel sick
yeah you’d rather have it coming on some east sh-t
f-ck them tachers saying a n-gga wouldn’t be sh-t
you’d rather see us get pulled over for some weak sh-t
this for solo this for debbo this for beatrice
we was plottin back when britney had them c’s lit
going until the day i get to put my fam on
in the bas-m-nt flippin trying to get them bands on
word to bary, know they’re wondering what you’re mans on
going off on any beat i lay my hands on
(i lay my hands on)
[bridge: finding muzyamba]
scheming on the daily know that’s m’s for the boy
back when n-ggas wouldn’t pay a cent for the boy
money on the table know that’s ends for the boy
keep that money coming in advance for the the boy
[hook: finding muzyamba]
time and time again
angels falling, you stay way above the rim
you’re the type to fall in love and then pretend
only meant to walk you, home girl now it’s real(you’re home girl, now it’s real) x2
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