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smoke dza - k.o.n.y. lyrics

[hook:]
right,
it’s been a long time,
i’ve been waiting, but f-ck waiting.
i feel the times now. i’m impatient. f-ck patience.
now i’ve got the hammer on the waistline, ain’t tryna’
give me sh-t i’m about to take mine.
now i’ve got the hammer on the waistline, ain’t tryna’
give me sh-t i’m about to…
right.

[verse 1:]
kushed god smoke ’till the buddah in.
low cargo sag, i’m a hooligan.
i made buckets look cool again,
the game was missing a fly n-gg-, i maneuvered in.
life’s a b-tch trying to do me in,
but i f-ck her raw, she’s got the nuva ring.
i ‘ain’t listen if it ‘ain’t about ends,
you ‘ain’t saying sh-t like pootie tang.
a fool is something i ‘ain’t never been,
n-gg-s trying to insult my intelligence.
but f-ck that a n-gg- trying to win,
most of these n-gg-s ‘ain’t relevant.
it doesn’t matter what you think n-gg-,
you’re a doja, you ‘ain’t got a choice.
your whole style stinks n-gg-,
opinion doesn’t matter n-gg-, rock boys.
tryna’ get my bread right, bread right.
that will have them n-gg-s dead tight, dead right.
n-gg- hustle, get it every night, every night.
dippin speeding through the red lights, dead high.
i’m way accustomed to the bullsh-t, they’re tryna’ keep
a n-gg- down,
but i ain’t listenin’ at all n-gg-, i’m coming through,
i want the crown.

[hook:]
it’s been a long time,
i’ve been waiting, but f-ck waiting.
i feel the times now. i’m impatient. f-ck patience.
now i’ve got the hammer on the waistline, ain’t tryna’
give me sh-t i’m about to take mine.
now i’ve got the hammer on the waistline, ain’t tryna’
give me sh-t i’m about to…
uh.

[verse 2:]
stop playing with me.
i’m coming for mine, n-gg-s spray it with me
shout out who’s in the lane with me.
the king of new york, n-gg-, say it with me.
the king of new york, how’s that sound?
old n-gg-, new n-gg-, kill them right now.
f-ck your intellect, i’ve been a threat way before the
internet.
when the only way you knew you was hot was when you
walked down the block and n-gg-s ran down on you.
i used to battle in the hall ways smoking purple haze
with my man sipping crown royale.
stopped ghost writting, though i liked the pay, came a
long way from the mad cypher days.
it’s about time to change the style now and stop
playing with these b-tches because my time’s now.

- smoke dza lyrics

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