re-g - pleeze lyrics
[verse 1 – re-g:]
they… looking for me forgot that i was lost/
i’m all the way in j-pan were’s my p-ssport/
i might be short buh i’m higher than an airport/
“re-g evict the rapper mr landlord”/
18 i own coal city champ/
hit over thousand, got my city stamped/
the 013 is my city man/
n-gga h-lla loud, but don’t get me amped/
sh-t, i try to rap the best of it/
blazed all our sticky where is the rest of it/
spit disgusting sh-t, what that look like vommit/
tape on the way, keep them hits coming/
your music be loud, but your kush wasn’t/
banks fam so fvck the rest of em/
but f-ck it, now young kingz with the best of em/
woo!, i’m 18 baby lets duggie/
walking back to my fvcken street/
spunch and martin, chillin’ lowkey/
it’s 12:47 young morgan/
f-ck it, in the studio get no sleep/
headphones over my ears tryna murk it out/
you can call me if you want a feature out/
no cannon buh i finna wild and out
young kingz n-ggas run this city, i’m out/
[hook – re-g x jay:]
please make it home safe/ [x3]
just make it home safe/
yup [x4]
[verse 2 – jay:]
so i, woke up this morning thinking about my paps/
i’m thinking how much i hate him buh yet i miss him so much/
memories that we have/
all the reason i’m so mad/
i mean we was good together dad/
look at what we had/
buh life goes on, the weed gets strong/
life is just a movie with no script i’m playin along/
i’m still climbing to the top, that’s were i belong/
i won’t stop until khuli bumps one of my songs ah/
and that’s just motivation for me/
it keeps me goin cause i’m tryna make the samas baby/
i’m not tryna be a star/
just tryna cop my moms her own car/
just tryna live with my n-ggas puffin expensive cigars/
ah, and i’m 10 so you know i gotta keep it trill/
every time i step into the booth i spit real/
f-ck it man i’m tiring out/
young kingz runs this city i’m out/
[hook – re-g x jay:]
please make it home safe/ [x3]
just make it home safe/
yup [x4]
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