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king dion – bowl (prod. cxdy) lyrics

[chorus]
i got too much in my plate\
(wooh)
i rather get me a bowl\
(yeah)
i’m trynna get an estate\
(yeah yeah)
driveway like a road\
( a road)
i know some n+ggas on fake\
(fake)
and i know n+ggas on go\
(bah! go)
y’all n+ggas ain’t trynna play\
(naw)
cause i know y’all ain’t trynna go

[verse 1]
i got a hundred thousand n+ggas be the enemies\
(enemies)
but all of them behind me like a centipede
(centipede)
i could never let they energy get into me\
(gеt into me)
i fix my chain and put em’ on game\
thеy say that i’m lame\
but i’m d+mn near closer to fame\
the f+ck is you saying?\
my n+ggas this is never a game\
i came for the game\
i came for the trophy\
got a blessing on my right got me feeling like koffee
(yeah word)
wearing out the jersey got me feeling like kobe\
going back to the old me\
when n+ggas didn’t know me\
and n0body could show me\
bout the sh+t that i opened\
i was the greatest showman in that got d+mn place\
so what if it’s a 30. on my got d+mn waist?\
and what if i got brodie in the whip on the way?\
wait, my homie got a stick on the way?\
(you good? i’m good.)
okay

[chorus]
i got too much in my plate\
(yeah)
i rather get me a bowl\
(bowl)
i’m trynna get an estate\
(yeah)
driveway like a road\
( a road)
i know some n+ggas on fake\
(fake)
and i know n+ggas on go\
(go)
y’all n+ggas ain’t trynna play\
(no play)
cause i know y’all ain’t trynna go

[verse 2]
wassup
(what)
pull up
(up)
roll up
(up)
run up
(yeah)
if not
(yeah)
shut up
(naw)
cause we
buck up
me and my n+ggas in b+tter\
(on b+tter)
slide on you and your mother\
run up on your cousin and your brother\
pop pop at the quik trip\
block like a brick cause we flipped it\
(flipped it)
ion give a f+ck like a limp d+ck\
(limp d+ck)
i whip the whip cause i pimped it\
(pimped it)
count all the rims in inches\
born up, born up top but a dekalb baby\
mrs. winners chicken and jeezy it’s crazy\
me and my sisters, i was the baby\
kids in the hood, nay nay was raising\
momma was broke, daddy was racing\
we no hope, begging for basics\
wasn’t no jordans, begging for asics\
i thank god we made it\
sh+t ain’t easy when ya mind been racing\
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah… okay)

[chorus]
i got too much in my plate\
i rather get me a bowl\
i’m trynna get an estate\
driveway like a road\
( a road)
i know some n+ggas on fake\
and i know n+ggas on go\
y’all n+ggas ain’t trynna play\
cause i know y’all ain’t trynna go

- king dion lyrics

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