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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Some Other Shit |
| Album: | I.C.A.B.S. | Genres: | |
| Year: | | Length: | 174 sec |
Lyricist: K.A.A.N.
Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Nevv] Alright Give me a reason not to slide to motherfuckers Pretty niggas in pampers, you pussy undercover Covergirl, we can make a couple, don't worry 'bout my bucket Get from to and fro, you ain't comin' girl then fuck it Keep my foot on the button my nigga, slowin' down for nothin' Pardon my people, what do you get from strokin' egos? Make an angel feel evil, I rock the mic like Beanie Sigel My girl a Leo, like bring that lion to your people Give me that paper like Kinko's All this pyro, look at my spiral, niggas don't like me okay First that bible, shoot it at 5-0, I head West from OK Nigga this ain't Blueface, giving you [?] base you can't get at Best Buy Hop on this big wave, nigga's has been paid since I put out 9 Lives See Nevv got big dreams, need that big screen, mama see me on Letterman Bye bye groupie, on to that new thing, who the fuck you better than? [?] whole gang with me, writing my own commandments Spit that blicky, push that six speed, never need no commanders
[Chorus] Okay, now sit back and chill, for thrill we grab the wheel My pockets filled, niggas been thinking I caught a deal Like crocodiles snapping on bitches, I need a mil' Need that rocker feel, still rock a nigga like Holyfield Okay, now sit back and chill, for thrill we grab the wheel My pockets filled, niggas been thinking I caught a deal Like crocodiles snapping on bitches, I need a mil' Need that rocker feel, still rock a nigga like Holyfield For real
[Verse 2: K.A.A.N.] Better get this shit correct Niggas just ain't close to me Daddy was on that ship, boy I been dope since I wore dungarees Hungry, rummaging through empty cabinets and cupboards Hunger pains is humbling when you go to sleep eating nothing Watching that Monday Night Raw, with cigarette stains on the wall Rock Bottom, been there before Stone Cold the world turned a boy [?] fall my hair off when I think 'bout all that pain we endured When you hit them lights in the middle of the night, roaches scatter 'cross the floor Niggas never had much but the bills add up Gotta make ends meet or you end up on the street Niggas [?] surviving, taking off [?] 'Fore the day that I leave, what I need to see Maxed out contracts Joel Embiid With a standing ovation, the kid is a beast Let me unleash, watch y'all retreat Til I see them ends nigga I don't sleep Nigga I just eat, y'all can watch me feast Never fall on my ass, I'ma land on my feet Ten toes inside the concrete They listening when I speak In tune for the recent dissertation Pay attention or don't pay me no mind, god
[Chorus] Okay, now sit back and chill, for thrill we grab the wheel My pockets filled, niggas been thinking I caught a deal Like crocodiles snapping on bitches, I need a mil' Need that rocker feel, still rock a nigga like Holyfield Okay, now sit back and chill, for thrill we grab the wheel My pockets filled, niggas been thinking I caught a deal Like crocodiles snapping on bitches, I need a mil' Need that rocker feel, still rock a nigga like Holyfield For real
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