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front page - chaos1.0 lyrics

[chorus]
[x2]
they see me on the front page
we gettin’ paid
and all my n*ggas splittin’ every dollar to the grave
my circle keep it feng shui
you know the name
like cfo dem n*ggas, they be jockin’ every day

[verse 1: chaos1.0]
i be that guy that n*ggas barely mention
but stick around like prescriptions, that ain’t no superstition
yo girl addicted to how my d*ck get as high as crypto
they know dat kayo done f*ckin’ came back a super n*gga
i know yo p*ssy ass prayin’ that i’m a superhero
i went from raggin’ to richin’, that’s in my double helix
they call me schroeder, i hit the play and i lеave em’ silly
i just get high for thе moments where i be feelin’ sh*tty
so as a backup, i’m back to rollin’ that hacky sack up
hit that sativa to make you think it was crack or sumn
i’m danny phantom i’m inside the function
i seen this woman
she get so freaky on fridays, i call her lindsey no hands
she tryna wild the party
she tired of all my slow jams
like “how yo name gon’ be chaos and always tryna hold hands?”
well lemme show you da flow dat make me the psychoest here
and don’t chu come to me runnin’ when you get tired of nightmares
see, i don’t do no more runnin’, i’m rob van dammin’ my fears
[chorus]
[x2]
they see me on the front page
we gettin’ paid
and all my n*ggas splittin’ every dollar to the grave
my circle keep it feng shui
you know the name
like cfo dem n*ggas, they be jockin’ every day

[verse 2: cfo hustle]
heard hustle have em’ got some cover of this magazine
gon’ try it, i’ma dump the whole magazine
flip down some weed before i could even do math or read
and made my first band before i hit sixteen
lil’ babe wanna suck me, she won rip me out my jeans
want the nut all on her face and left a trace of my genes
call this trap wit a slap
just a hobby when i rap
gotta play on the line, tell the mic “i’ll call it back”
bread 300, just to zap, times 16, do the math
young n*gga livin’ old n*gga lavish
beat a hoe down to the mattress
pose for a picture, after
i’m the diamond, that be chris brown dancin’
don’t too tough f*ck wit friends, but ben frank my right hand
steal from us, we takin’ more than your hands
front page, need live tv, twissin’ up my weed
while ya b*tch twistin’, grabbin’ on me
“who?”
young hustle, baby
[chorus]
[x2]
they see me on the front page
we gettin’ paid
and all my n*ggas splittin’ every dollar to the grave
my circle keep it feng shui
you know the name
like cfo dem n*ggas, they be jockin’ every day

b*tch, jock upping this pay

- chaos1 0 lyrics

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