la swave - swave album done lyrics
[verse]
gave you n-gg-s headstarts so how you crumble on on the line
heard these n-gg-s talking now they’re moving like some mimes
really be the trillest still the coldest with lines
d-mn they treat me like villain i’m a chauffeur with the drive
my young boy still serving
country for them shows we be swerving
they pay a couple bouf just to book the boy merk it
understand my life man it’s really far from perfect
it’s like my demons keep on haunting and my skeletons are lurking
alas i ain’t involved if the sh-t don’t make me dough
hustler from young – in school was swindling for gold
my youngers doing fashion week something light for the coat
tcf for the tee tell these n-gg-s take notes
i can get any girl i want that ain’t a boast
ugly mother f-cker like to keep em on their toes
shawty didn’t wanna know, then she call bro
when i hit it from the back looking i did the woah
madness – swavey baby really do a madness
i’ve been sh-lling shows from here to camden
if that’s what they call rap? then madness
that sh-t be really tragic
and i know most these rappers they’re waiting for me to fail
see a spot i want i tell em gerroff like it’s bale
try to say i ain’t the king – they can’t do a thing
they can send their shots i’ll redirect them in the mail
cah these iddy biddy rappers be talking a load of nothings
using silly words as a mask for their all bluffings
f-ck it – kicked of all habits like they’re rubbish
used to a pour a 4. and all this pain it will numb it
and all these blessings i need plenty
how can you come to the table whilst we’re feasting and hands and pockets empty
seen a lot of man move with envy
me and rondo really thumbing through thoee 20s before we even reached our 20s
seen a lot of money come, thats why all the honeys roll
speaking like a monologue – now these shawty wanna throw
it back like a thursday
monday’s were worst days
now i’m getting money treat the weekday like my birthday
still grafting for the wagon – won’t stop till i’m in the benz
really be the coldest i gave life to my ends
what i spend a jacket you couldn’t gather with your friends
how you call yourself a barbie – treat everyman like a ken
spare me with me the bs – all i ask is praise and merit
rumours always circulating i can barely hear it
people’s mcm – i got the stripes and i can share
gave these girls d and you wonder why they call me eric
know that it’s h-lla turnt season
talking up to me know that’s treason
i ain’t ever lost a b-tch worth keeping
with all these rappers talking w-ss
heads filled with gas swaves what the games needing
[outro]
swave’s what the games needing
swave’s what the games needing
swave’s what the games needing
swave’s what the games needing
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