yc - chingsta lyrics
first things first don’t act no gangsta if you ain’t built for it
lotta boys love talking tuff but on they ones they sh*t them bricks
toting bl!cks and fl!ckys
like you gon get caught i promise that
them bozos really tried it with me
painted the floor with they head
issa lovely feeling when you feel them drop
broke my right hand on that night i swear it still been f*cked
h*lla paranoid been tryna pattern up
ain’t thinks it’s like that for the opps
i ain’t had no freedom for minute
i got 6 more months
make a song like this watch me get ycs on my d*ck
cba i got a pa, i ain’t bout that field
lat thats evil twin
check the facts he on all of em
i ain’t gloating word to mums
i just don’t know what to spit no more
i ain’t taking fl!cks no more
my fits the same likе xenomorph
i ain’t pouring tris no more
it’s wockhardt in this fanta bottle
jakеs won’t f*cking leave my door
they on my body, crazy wh0re
get the guap then fein some more
you make enough
you’ll get done for fraud
if you know you know uh
they don’t want you leveled with them
smoke all in my system
i can’t help but spit the phglem
this bitsh be so annoying
like why you in my dreams
lil mama growing bunda
putting work in gym
sh*tbox corolla, stolen rims
caught him slipping at the drive thru
we do it better in syd
these aussie rappers all sound same to me
sumn like them abgs
responding like some npcs
they really think they got some cadence
but they had to paid for it
sat up on this bus, designer clothes but f*ck a ticketo
look into the sky, yo why that sh*t be looking digital?
you ain’t in no fields, ain’t in the street boy
you a city bro
she complaining why i’m ghetto
sorry boo i’m out the 210
“be better”
been preaching in my songs lately i’m tripping, thinking right from wrong
i’m no doubt gon hit the trap again
let’s hope that ain’t really wrong
nah nah i ain’t no gangsta don’t get twisted
bruh i seen too much
but i ain’t seen it all
i seen the money standing tall
the money be only one call away
so why choose to fall?
if they take away my calves
i still ain’t finna crawl
standing on business i been sore
it be so fun to brawl
that boy russel my lil twin
we go up, we explore
got the spark, move like thor
nah they ain’t in my lore
i swear to god i’m finna make it
but yo i ain’t used to celebration
been so many birthdays, new years, christmas’
“hotbox the place yuh”
i been nosy, indulge in them secrets
ain’t even no mason
proper flowing on these beats
i needa break this repetition
went from drill, then singing, trap remixing
what’s my reputation?
failed presentations
let the group put all that dedication
what the rich man say?
what the rich man does?
i might be broke right now
but on the dlow i be smart
put me lower on the charts
i let em, cause i’ll be above
ion care how i’m gon get it
watch me get it, run it up
working in a way thats before the fame cause i’m confident
my biggest opp is chingsta!
that boy movin doodle bob
getting lil bit older
but i’m really stuck in frutiger
“be better”
that karma get to me
but god thats fair enough
“u gotta be better”
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