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cold open - p.y. the leader lyrics

(804!)
(aye, p*ssy n*gga)
(these n*ggas aren’t deadass, i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, n*ggas is hoes)
(p.y. the leader)

get p*ssy wetter than my bank account
i do well on all accounts
f*ck these n*ggas talking ’bout?
“you still at your mama’s house?”
you the type of n*gga to hit ’em when they already down
bunt when you put on the mound, bullsh*t out your f*cking mouth
very fascinating how i make it in the f*cking south
three legs got me running wild, clean up on the seventh aisle
smoking weed and chasing clout?
p.y. chose a different route
future me is f*cking proud yeah, best believe i’m sleeping sound
the leader in your speakers now
talent never running out
i’m ramsey with the culinary, very anti*ordinary
brighter than canary, can’t compare, see i’m a different style
while you play 2k on your couch i’m searching for newer sounds
in the booth, yeah i scare, i speak truth, be aware
it’s a mood, yeah i’m here, yeah i’m here, yeah i’m here (go, go, go, go)
this the album of the year
time to boot all my peers, is that rude?
i don’t care, i don’t care, i don’t care (go ahead n*gga, talk your f*cking sh*t)
alley oop, say my prayers
time to shoot, throw the spear
aim to k!ll, hunting deer
watch me move, what is fear?
talking lewd? i can’t hear
y’all is sheep, scared of sheers
take a clue, yeah i’m rare, yeah i’m rare, yeah i’m rare
perfect, perfect, how i be so perfect?
urgent, searching for something that gives purpose
heard it, heard it, yeah music is working
cursing, cursing ’cause i want more than surface
curtain, curtain, i found my wave and surfed it
curving, curving, ’cause fake friends be like urchins
cursive, cursive, i bob and weave to curve it
nervous, nervous is this path really worth it?
804, yeah that’s me, rva been the scene
left the box in ’03, fell in love in ’19
i write chords on the keys and i pop like the grease off the sk!llet i’m in it to win it, independently driven, i’m spitting
they gon’ know my name, two letters to say
darker than the shade, i don’t got no shame
they so glad i came
industry a maze, know i’ll be okay ’cause i’m a f*cking ace, keep my f*cking pace, tighter than a lace
man, i’m f*cking great, not all heroes wear capes, but they all get praise
know they want a taste, go get your own plate, you cannot relate
i’m at different rates, not up for debate
y’all gon’ taste my blade
watch me overtake, ’till i hit the grave
i shall move with grace like my middle name
type beats like buffet
ride the beat like waves, hi*hats, 808s
can you feel the bass?
i move my own way
my room is a cave, blinds shut, studying for days
but i love it, wait
i might rearrange the whole f*cking game
not to be cliche but i’m not good, i’m great
sadness, overcame all the f*cking pain that i been on, attached to the vision (every f*cking day)
they say they support but i’ve never seen ’em listen
n*gga, this that 804 sh*t, n*gga (804) (talk your sh*t n*gga, talk your sh*t, n*gga, talk your sh*t, n*gga)
this the first track, we just on right now, n*gga (go ahead, talk your sh*t n*gga, go ahead)
let me get my sh*t off, n*gga
804, rva, richmond sh*t, dmv sh*t, n*gga (aye, yuh, okay, aye)
aye, yuh, yuh, okay let’s go (run up on a n*gga, shoot in broad day, aye)
run it up, run it up, aye, yuh
run it up, run it up, aye, yuh
i cut that beat with a knife, n*gga, yeah i cut it up
(like real slow, re*, re*, real slow)
(facetime call from the editor)

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