lirik lagu raising canes - mg sleepy
[intro]
i just
i just woke up
listen
for every day a n~gga breathin’, i’ma— f~ck
[chorus]
for every day a n~gga breathin’, i’ma paper chase (paper chase)
i remember f~ckin’ up my last, it had me losin’ faith
now i’m chargin’ n~ggas seven~fifty just to see my face
this my ep, but after this, i’m finna drop my tape
i’m on tv, you see me, just gotta search my name
i ain’t meat eat or ride a wave, i went and found my lane
caught habibi for big p’s and then i changed the game
found me knee~deep in sh~t’s creek, was eating raisin’ cane
[verse 1]
b~tch, i got this out the mud, we are not the same
b~tch, i know your ass a squarе ’cause your pops a lame
poured a six of wocky in my pop, shoutout dr. j
[chorus]
for еvery day a n~gga breathin’, i’ma paper chase (paper chase)
i remember f~ckin’ up my last, it had me losin’ faith
now i’m chargin’ n~ggas seven~fifty just to see my face
this my ep, but after this, i’m finna drop my tape
i’m on tv, you see me, just gotta search my name
i ain’t meat eat or ride a wave, i went and found my lane
caught habibi for big p’s and then i changed the game
found me knee~deep in sh~t’s creek, was eating raisin’ cane
[interlude]
raisin’ cane
raisin’ cane, n~gga, f~ck?
alright
i just— i just woke up
[verse 2]
i started all that dog talk and know you heard about it
and we the hardest in the city, ain’t no way around it
and i’ve been taxin’ for the weed, the cuties four thousand
he probably got a better price, but i got better ounces
when the shop was sleet, pay me in blues and n~ggas better count ’em
reefer louder, keep that b~tch with me ’cause i can’t leave without her
really powered, that’s what keep me goin’, that’s what keep me balanced
extra hours, i put in that work, you see me livin’ now and
[interlude]
man, i ain’t even gon’ keep goin’ on that b~tch, n~gga
y’all know what the f~ck goin’ on, real sh~t (f~ck)
i just— i just woke up
alright
[verse 3]
f~ck the police, i’d rather shoot then put my hands up
i can tell you how to come up, n~gga, get your grams up
you’ve been rappin’ for some years, get your fans up
i done did a lot of sh~t, but i’m not sayin’ much
f~ck that lil’ sh~t, i’m on my feet, i had to stand up
want sh~t out the gat? ‘ll leave you flat and now you layin’ slumped
talk behind my back, but when i ask you get to playin’ dumb
and these n~ggas gettin’ whacked just for playin’ tough
roll another ‘wood, i call it blazin’ up
how you had your gun when you got robbed? i heard you gave it up
you the type of n~gga had no cheese and say you savin’ up
comin’ down the court, ain’t shoot a three, ’cause, b~tch, i laid it up
how is n~ggas rappin’ ’bout a trap but never made a buck?
make a couple songs a week, for you, it’d take a month
call a play inside the field, i’m ’bout to fake a punt
n~gga said we comin’ to they party just to make it jump
[chorus]
for every day a n~gga breathin’, i’ma paper chase (paper chase)
i remember f~ckin’ up my last, it had me losin’ faith
now i’m chargin’ n~ggas seven~fifty just to see my face
this my ep, but after this, i’m finna drop my tape
i’m on tv, you see me, just gotta search my name
i ain’t meat eat or ride a wave, i went and found my lane
caught habibi for big p’s and then i changed the game
found me knee~deep in sh~t’s creek, was eating raisin’ canes
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