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kap g - energy freestyle lyrics

[hook 1]
i got enemies, got a lotta enemies
come into the southside, you gon need you an itinerary
mama keepin faith in a migo
do it b.i.g you see the faith in a migo

[verse 1]
i got girls in real life who i tell to come over
and my partner keep the mask like every day is october
you ain’t pimpin’ if you gotta show that you in a rover
same migo scoop a b-tch in my toyota corolla
i’m from the south like dakota, young migo might fix ya motor
young migo sippin’ coronas, i keep them bands like a jonas
i don’t know you, please do not call my motorola
i got shampoo b-tches, they give me head and shoulders

[hook 2]
i got enemies, got a lotta enemies
go to san antonio, i’m ballin like i’m timothy
they tryna take the wave from a migo
que dios te bendiga, please pray for a migo

[verse 2]
i’m straight from atlanta where we pour dirty sprite
man they k!llin’ all our people man it’s time to unite
see i used to be a baller now i’m k!llin’ these mics
know some robbers who run with the jewels like k!ller mike
if you go to mexico they got connects like wi-fi
in my city they’ll leave your shirt lookin’ tie dyed
make the top disappear like magic, tada
call me carmelo, keep a 7 like i’m lala
migo stay ballin’, yeah i used to rock the dadas
same b-tches used to diss me, now they call me dada
my watch match my jeremy scotts, yeah migo time flies
you can’t walk a day up in my shoes, these my size
mama whippin’ up tamales, yeah with the masa
wasn’t with me from the bottom, i don’t owe you nada
chevy so tall i need a ladder just to climb out
like i’m jumping off a cliff every time i hop out
honda got the lamborghini doors when they pop out
i ain’t tryna take the pout route, just the pot route
r’s on my pockets, yeah you know i bring the rocks out
pink polos like i’m kanye, college dropout
ain’t nothin’ changed, i been like this since elementary
the lines that i’m spittin’ just like poetry, you know a g
tameka, tia, and alina, i know that they mad at me
my b-tch so bad i cut off all my sides, mr. t

[hook 3]
i got enemies, got a lotta enemies
shorty how i’m feeling, mix the cola with the hennnessey
fuck border patrol, i swear they tryna get rid of me
kickin shit like fifa, throw my flag up like a penalty

- kap g lyrics

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