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sharp (og) - matrixfr lyrics

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[intro: matrixfr & ayeneon]
uh, second track
uhh, yeah, ayeneon
fr*40, woah (ayeneon)
fr*40, woah (ayeneon)
oh, sharp, oh, oh, oh, oh, spit (aye*)

[chorus: matrixfr & ayeneon]
i’ll come up, just need improvements and such
my old passion never gave me moment of luck
false accusations, why you talkin’ so much? (so much)
always on me, i don’t got any time for your grudge, yeah
all these hoes want cash, but i give ’em nothin’
fake like cnn, why don’t you cut out that bluffin’
od ibuprofen, that’s why you keep buggin’ (ahem, buggin’)
got your shawty in my clique (yo), she always be touchin’ (uh)

[verse 1: ayeneon]
boy, i ain’t playin’, i’m a motherfreakin’ super saiyan
keep your boys prayin’, like the reaper, man, i’m always slayin’
catch me on this bеat, man, i always bring the heat
cash the check, man, i got the trees (trees), yo
fly my boys overseas, life is real ease
keep the ice on my neck, make it freeze (freeze)
rule the kingdom, i lease (lease)
my ice make the room drop degrees (woah, woah, woah, woah)
bought a new foreign, i just drove her
leave you chopped up in my long range rover
rarer than a four*leaf clover
i don’t drink, boy, i’m sober (sober, sober)
we all over it (uh), over it (yo), over it (ay)
yeah, i’m over it (oh), i’m over it (yeah)
over it (yeah), over it (oh)
yo (oh, oh), sharper than a dart, yeah
(sharper than a dart, yeah)
(sharper than a dart, oh)
(uh, uh, sharper than a dart, yeah, uh, yeah)

[chorus: matrixfr]
i’ll come up, just need improvements and such
my old passion never gave me moment of luck
false accusations, why you talkin’ so much?
always on me, i don’t got any time for your grudge, yeah
all these hoes want cash, but i give ’em nothin’
fake like cnn, why don’t you cut out that bluffin’
od ibuprofen, that’s why you keep buggin’
got your shawty in my clique, she always be touchin’

[verse 2: matrixfr]
this on my momma
goons got these netflix fetishes ’bout futurama
ew, lean and syrup, crib got all of these commas
choppa hold a fifty, lou v on my pajamas
my name on programmas
my life a movie, it’s a diorama
goin’ strong, avoidin’ all the drama
thankfully, i never got a wave of that trauma
ballin’, number 24, r.i.p. to black mamba
i can keep a rhyme goin’ on nine times
someday, i’m gon’ be a legend of the sublimes
i’m 13, white, and 5’1″, so i’m confined?
usin’ names for clout, gon’ happen at my prime
you were sittin’ right next to me
i’m not c*cky, i’m just some prodigy
i write all my lyrics intellectually
sharp rise, fr, effectually, yeah

[chorus: matrixfr]
i’ll come up, just need improvements and such
my old passion never gave me moment of luck
false accusations, why you talkin’ so much?
always on me, i don’t got any time for your grudge, yeah
all these hoes want cash, but i give ’em nothin’
fake like cnn, why don’t you cut out that bluffin’
od ibuprofen, that’s why you keep buggin’
got your shawty in my clique, she always be touchin’ (b*tch!)

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