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token – real 92.3 la freestyle (thotiana remix) lyrics

[intro: bootleg kev, dj hed, token]
it’s real 92.3, bootleg kev, dj hed, man, special guest
west coast
the homie token is here, been trynna get him up here for a minute man, welcome to the show
thank you
um, we’re obviously, we-we’re-you’re here to rap, ’cause that’s what you do
i’m here to rap
um, do you wanna plug any of your sh-t real quick?
nah, let’s just rap
i like that (let’s just rap, alright)
i-i like that (there ya go)
that’s what we’re gonna do man, and y’know, we’re in la so, i’m very intrigued by his-his beat choice right now, so let’s run that sh-t man, nico hit that sh-t, it’s real 92.3 c’mon

[verse]
yea, umm umm, yea, right, aye aye
i just made a living off the sh-t that used to tell me ain’t a hobby
got so many bags i need a dolly
40 year old bodyguard with illegal shotty
and don’t feed the pistol creatine if it need a body
teeny tiny temper, i’m blaming it on the show biz
compliments and complimentary liquor to go with
breaking promises like i break the seal when it’s open
baby i can pinky promise because i think my sh-t froze it
think my sh-t is the coldest, tinted whip if i drove it
giving women a mouthful, think my chick is a blowfish
think she speaking the polish, but really i didn’t notice
’cause i ain’t listening anyway all these women are foreign
i think her english is broken
think my business is growin’
think that chick is approachin’
intuition is golden
won’t buy her a bag but i buy her flight to go home with whenever i’m losing interest
so when i find me a new chick i switch a lot
this isn’t rap >❓❓< but i know i fly if the people i'm with or not that's why my merchandise seller is wearing my saint laurent turn the homies to my employees, and i pay a lot take them across the world, few thousands to get them here they gonna brag about this to their kids in 20 years they gon' have normal lives, choosin' their best careers they gon' have families and i'mma be stuck here but why would i compare they don't think i deserve it until i tell 'em i deserve it that's why i treat money like it's overdue in front of my girl i told my manager to go get food she said "you so spoiled," i said "so are you" backstage no one checkin' on me i just gave that girl the ego unintentionally got arrested and he had me on the hood of his car hope the officer is watching all this bread get to me ay, sold out shows from the concerts shut sh-t down like a bomb threat never again gon' be the reason that my mom stress, tryna make her proud, make the money in the process travel got me nauseous bus is big i don't mind it i just don't even know who driving drive it, everyday a new climate suitcase, forty outfits inside it numbers don't lie, i don't lie either i just spent the rack at the dry cleaners uber black, gotta be a nine seater >❓❓❓❓<, hot headed, women always think i got a high fever my sneakers, my pants, my shirt, uk bought them on the outskirts, same day, ruined them in the crowd surf that same day, i ruined them in the crowd surf it's all good i gotta put that in that ground work ay, 5 sold out shows outta france 'fore i'm leaving to go home bought my whole f-cking closet from paris so they treat me like their own lawyer on the phone, must be givin' me checks mama democrat, he republican as it gets just a hundred thousand won't ever get him impressed he only make 5%, he tryna get me some millions that sh-t i gotta respect but i stay true 'cause i used to gross hundred thousand only net two starin' at the line of people at the venue, like thank god, thank mom, thank fate and thank you token

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