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da vinci - y-kay lyrics

[verse]:
kush real loud take a hit for your soul
the bottle right there take a shot with ya ho
they say i’m bad
now ima say something that’ll make you understand
i’m a real b-st-rd cold heart and all that
like snow from the north, but in africa we got sunny resorts
i’m the source
i’m the plug, got you whatever you need
but i’m forced to let it blow
like the c0ke that i sneezed
she on hold, and ima fork her till i’m all that she need
i represent the cl-sses
that always skipped cl-sses
tryna skip fascists
who integrate the m-sses
into this big bowl of sh-t that they call the system
you’re a criminal or sick to talk against it, victim
and neutralize your brain train
they gain more power while you gain pain
man this ain’t sane
ima’ talk my sh-t till they hear i ain’t playing
young basquiat making change with no change
young carter, shawn, vince, and dwayne, wayne
tryna’ maintain my main frame of vision while the lames play games
f-cking your mainframe
cali the mission
still whipping in the kitchen
f-cking my b-tch up
if she ain’t f-cking other b-tches
f-ck it i’m sicker
i always feed her make her thicker
after the liquor
i always feel i gotta l!ck her
pullin’ in pickups, h-ll yeah that’s the n-gga
order the pick up, blow it all to do a record
hol’ up a stick up? you ain’t ready for the link up
lot running the game, b-tches thinking we running game
put my name on her bracelet, man i own that ting
not misogynist but that booty is a fortune
keep on hitting it then we sleep in the morning
the outsider being the best storyline
the last samurai
many die
or many will, when they face my heavy lines
this levy mine and i’ma force it on any rapper crossing lines they’ll never shine
came in hungry can’t satisfy appet-te
k!ll you weak won’t even satisfy the other side
no rap money so we be leading them double lives
i kinda like it more, them double 0’s and a couple 9’s
a couple lines, my bad it’s that my tongue on fire
if mvrs and tay don’t hold me back i swear to god, ima see the whole job through, like a young pablo
i p-ss through
harras fools for the cash food
the boy mad he gon mad, he gon blast you
or past you cause he fast with the rap tools
his rap cool, and he don’t play by the flag rules
you past due, should prolly get your -ss sued
pay me what you owe me right now
get me any middle east crew f-cking with my clique

(n0body)

got my whole town bumping to this sh-t
i done it again
y-kay, y-kay man the hottest, a sin
and before i forget it, just one last thing
da vinci born again b-tches you gon know that’s him

ha ha you gon know that’s him
flourishing like florence, while y’all minds all dim
when i die, bury me with a porsche and a benz
and a lotta kush stuffed up in the porcelain

- y kay lyrics

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