woke - niko brim lyrics
i woke up
my d*ck st*rdy
alarm ring 10:30
i missed court
im still ballin in my d*mn jersey
another day can’t even think bout when i turn 30
my sh*t fresh up out the pot hot curry
ball so hard might drop curry
drop 50 on the iso n*gga imm not worried
steppin up well then you gettin’ buried
dropped out sh*t i was in a hurry
i split a n*gga like 12:30
or fifty fifty, like lemonade
she half n half i bench press her ass
she never been in a cab
f*ck with ballers chest tats i seen her on the draft
lil bro want her sl!ck the no look pass
pants hangin off my ass
i’m in the vill too much
n*ggas fighting for they lives them boys k!ll too much
remain untouched
im contagious
the influx of new rappers got me sick as f*ck overlooked like we known for acting up
n*ggas think they got it but they dont
wanna see me fail watch me choke
keep your two cents i ain’t trynna leave you broke!
keep your two cents we ain’t trynna leave you broke!
n n*ggas think they got it but they dont
wanna see me fail watch me choke
keep your two cents i ain’t trynna leave you broke!
keep your two cents n*gga
n*ggas make me sick dont even wanna dap em up
this that body bag flow wrap em up
ugh
i see em watching me
these lil n*ggas could star in my biography
gang kick it like socrates
dont let me show your lady what a real n*gga is
i drive her down lincoln where the real n*ggas live
some of the homies got diplomas and some of them did bids yup
these young bosses them same bad ass kids
now, my dough piling
stock rising
i got more percentages and opened up more businesses
dixsun apparel
i move line a pharaoh
on point like an arrow i guess i got a lil style too
what’d you expect of them young n*ggas from now rule
just cut the check or you won’t see me around you
i keep em feening like we need more
you know they gonna run it back like its dvr
gang man
where do i start
sh*t it dont even matter
i smoke heavy and i’m known for asthma
i suck at texting savin’ on my data
dont mind slim but if her ass fatter
you might find meup the block like the mad hatter
the black sheep black wool cry wolf huh
black man shoot his tummy in a noose huh
dont play me
i was a ref throwing cards
show you how to play the game this little of thing of ours
look from afar
up to par who?
n*ggas say little and doolittle
i’m charged to
bring a bomb to
dont condone either but lifes cheaper you either dead or you goin to
on reefer
back when joe brim called it cheeba
paramount vision see the picture so clearer
see what i’m sayin’ well me neither
im trynna find a way to show a way to everybody who dont know the way
but they dont want it either
back to being high siddity till the reaper
a*p*o double l*o better watch your step my drummer boys go nuts like will ferrel
a ferrel animal i been eatin’ in every borough
still prefer some henny but i’ve been around some merlot
long johns and furcoats
a kennedy and monroe
in the oval office on her waist like a gurdle
yall n*ggas fertile
and sensitive im sensitively excellent repentin’ for my sins im tryin live my life in excellence
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