hidden messages - chad cesar lyrics
[intro]
yah
aye!
yah
yah
yo
shout out to all my n-ggas out there hustling
grinding for their dreams and sh-t
shout out my n-gga jea dub
the berlin n-gga
you know what it is
chad cesar n-gga
[hook]
its chad cesar on the mic my damage
level like katrina
oldest daughter crying out she hungry you know
i gotta feed her
had to step behind scenes just to build with mamacita
i’m father then a rapper so aggressive like vegeta. (x2)
[verse 1]
when i step up in the scene i’m drippy call it aquafina
n-ggas tripping, smackdown, my special, john cena
i know a n-gga juking poles, making n-ggas macarena
my relationship is great, call it martin n gina
yea
b-tch i started from the ground up
do the hokie pokie, watch my -ssets grow like donald trump
when it comes to money, essket-t like i’m lil pump
chasing all my dreams is more important watch the
sneaker jump;
i’m riding on my wave, eating ruffles on my dinner plate
i’m plotting undercover, tryna get it with my only brotha
cooking up the pigment getting ready for the other supper
this is america, black man, donald glover
i gotta hit the road to reach a couple million
lyrics reforming your mind, reptilian
hidden messages is piling up a propaganda stuck
you living through your music now you feeling that
your out of luck
[hook]
its chad cesar on the mic my damage
level like katrina
oldest daughter crying out she hungry you know
i gotta feed her
had to step behind scenes just to build with mamacita
i’m father then a rapper so aggressive like vegeta. (x2)
[verse 2]
i’ve became an -sset, ya’ll became part tense
ya’ll can feel my spirit in your soul, i call it sixth sense
synchronizing ya’ll senses while i’m sparking up incense
just to enlighten up the mood, smacking books like its food
duh
educated with a legal pole
gotta keep it simple, investing smart torwards my only goal
rollie pollie ollie on my wrist, i got it, here’s the twist
talent not important, pick a gimmick, straight up off the list;
entertainment filling up my feed, pushing false dreams
fake rappers, what to be a rapper, here comes the schemes
25 maybe 45, so many lies, igniting all this drive
embedding in their money hungry eyes;
i got the p-ssion, lead the nation, call it fixation
working for another man, call it plantation
got no time for loving hating, got a destination
do this for my babies, always hustle, call it motivation
[hook]
its chad cesar on the mic my damage
level like katrina
oldest daughter crying out she hungry you know
i gotta feed her
had to step behind scenes just to build with mamacita
i’m father then a rapper so aggressive like vegeta. (x2)
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