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nay basquiat - i feel like pac lyrics

hook:

cash flowin it just don’t stop (yeah)
hit the booth feel like pac (trilly)
hit the block feel like pac
born with the juice i feel like pac
middle fingers up (they f-ck n-gg-s)
all eyez on me i feel like pac
me against tha world i feel like pac
what would you do if you feel like pac?
cash flowin it just don’t stop (yeah)
when i hit the booth feel like pac
when i hit the block feel like pac
born with the juice i feel like pac
middle fingers up i feel like pac
all eyez on me i feel like pac
me against tha world i feel like pac
what would you do if you feel like pac?

verse 1:

jesus piece is shipped from paris
coogi sweater i don’t wear it
oh my god your mans embar-ssed
come and roll your n-gg- scared
like huh? i mean look at the swag and jigg
tell your girl it’s okay (regular)
if you wishing on a star, then you wishing on a nay
call me young trilly makaveli
i feel like pac when i’m off the henny
start like the first of january
regular b-tch not ordinary
there was times when i couldn’t get a text back, now she up all night waiting for a text back
come thru my room with the blues and a overnight bag… do you see the impact?
if i told you i did it then i did that
come for my fam.. leave with your face cracked
we don’t do interviews nah lil n-gg-… nah… we the ones who really did that
bring the kick back to the kickback
add, multiply,divide, but we never subtract
f-ck the label we ain’t signing no contracts
i’m new to the game but i sound like a comeback

verse 2:

i’m the trillest and that’s word to mouth
regular the name b-tch don’t wear it out
bought my bros chains and the diamonds embezzled
you need 3 shaqs just to get on my level
life is a game and i’m on another level
watch how you move but always be a rebel
you only live once and i’m living it right
outfit so nice i had to buy that sh-t twice
got klan life for the young wild night
endzone with this touchdown
me and audi in the penthouse… now sh-t girl let’s h-t uptown
and i bought my sister a bustdown…
please you can’t even swim with my crew n-gg-… don’t drown
you ain’t think much but i’m the sh-t now
i see you back n-gg- what now?
all you n-gg-s ya’ll still clowns
all you n-gg-s ya’ll steal sounds
in 10 years ask who’s around
white people say he’s so profound
i’m the king b-tch where is my crown?
no one can stop me the path that i’m headed
work for the money so i never sweat it
me and pedro look like we just hit the lotto
he don’t drink but i got the moscato
want the success so i trade in the hollows
walk in my shoes it’s a long road to follow
only difference is i been had the models
finna wake up to the bacon and waffles
hop in the booth and preach ghetto gospel
a jiggy apostle.. deep in her tonsils regular sh-t

- nay basquiat lyrics

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