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handful - dj greg nyce lyrics

alfred nomad:

point to who’s feeling blessed man that’s me
half broke, short, smart and nappy
still through it all i’m feeling happy
live like i just finished from napping
that means got d*mn i’m woke
that means i still i got hope
give up i bet won’t
smiling for my leisure, overachiever
wife is a keeper
never been a chiefer
while they on lean like the tower of pisa
never take a breather
from our phone swiping, swiping, swipe like a visa
rather make a hit you can blast through your speaker
(running it) might run a hole through my sneakers
(punting it) get your mind wide as receivers
(so legit) might need hammer for a feature
life like chess cause i’m doing my best to protect our queens, that’s word to onika
learned more cl*ss and how to get past outside of school than ever did from a teacher
don’t wait up n*gga get your weight up
instead of spending how about you save up
rather know i made it than be made up
straight up

cooley savant:

we just reapin what ya sowing
i just came for what you owe me
reminiscing on the old me
they just want me how they know me
i just move with how i’m growing
i remember momma told me
i remember momma told me
old me cannot control me

alfred nomad & cooley savant:

i’m improving my life
spiritual, physical, mental, financial
heard god had a sale on blessings, i’ll take a handful
i’m improving my life!
spiritual, physical, mental, financial
i don’t hear one word when you try to tell me what i can’t do
i’m improving my life

cooley savant:

big breaths (ooh*wee)
say it with my big chest
never let the head rest
like i’m sicker than the flu
and i never need the bed rest
like i’m back from a physical (yeah)
doctor said i’m at my pinnacle
he say i’m growing so quickly
i flow like a river
i stand on my two
don’t need help from my tippys
unless it’s my piggys
need multiple revenues
i need my bread and my minerals
came for ya head for the princ*p*l
walking on alkaline waters as deep as a swimming pool
i don’t wanna stroll in ya tennis shoes
i don’t need the cynical
i don’t wanna rap more subliminals
said what i said
and i meant when i said
“i’ma do, what i’m finna do”
it’s a big cold world
i’m a cold lil girl
but i sweat for my shawty
i’m bigger than body
and hotter than summer
and box office august
like angel had fallen
i dearly depart ’em
like it’s above me
this chat has been lovely
proving you dummies
and this is improvement for dummies
how god show he love me
(improving myyyyyy*y*y*y)

- dj greg nyce lyrics

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