lirik lagu raz fresco - "cakey"
cakey
pockets young menace rebel without a weakness life a
beach im the wave, been iller then yall before a fetis
sub atomic creature, b-tches n b-tch n-ggas they leeches
treat em even you tell em you need em i tell em need em-
to be leaving demonstrate the k!ller flow to non believers
now they not breathing. ya ho scotched tape to my
p-n-s, rock bape n retro sneakers blow speakers
natural born leader but id rather lead myself to the
wealth and da green sh-t high off dese trees pickin
georgia peaches fruits of my labour but i ain’t eatin’
em im d’n em likes its 4th quarter quarter back
toss the quarter sack to my homie tell em roll sumin’
pr-nto, we dream lavish n grind savage them
young savages 40 point averages try n challenges us we
fry challengers serve em wit the fried chicken dip em
in the death syrup wack rapper carrer kiler
teacher said i could be governor but f-ck they
political ideologies. rather be a champagne guzzler
you a customer need repellant you buggin the
hustlers how u broke in 2012 so many
opportunities in front of us, i tell my n-ggas lets get it
you dont wanna be apart of the system you a
wanna-be snitching, wind up wit ya arteries missin
messin with the wrong crowd, firearm sounds
tryna be something that you not, fronting like you hot
til them n-ggas run up in ya spot, take what you got
ain’t no breaks can’t stop cuz they eye’n
im rolling up weed good sh-t yea the finest my
n-gga i met in middle school he supplied us
but he sell dat white sh-t now tryna stack his bread higher
cherry popper, no cuffin my n-ggas swappin playin
san andreas bakers club cake sh-t many layers
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the commission tryna
pre-pare for my greatness but they can’t prepare me for myself
im heavy u weightless, pants saggin, feelin myself
brandish the logo on the belt, let the hoes know
its a fly n-gga dey talkin to, noone else on my
level, if we talking my age f-ck it. so pointless
we dont compare scooters to rolls royces, way they break they
neck swear these hoes jointless never, jointless im blunted
u lying to yaself if you say dat you dont love dis
bakers club b-tch. can’t say it enough
diddy puff, the weed smoke in my lungs girls
holdin my arms.. like im buff. on a beat like
this i can’t lose and i made it so thats times 2
sittin at the top of the table murder all of these rappers
im ready n able its not a fable me n my n-ggas
p-ssin fat joints, look like hot potatoe from faraway
in my penny hardaways, pick up ya phone call it
quits, b-tch, its, razzy fresco
daddy fresco who got snaps on the petro
… make these n-ggas shiver talk sh-t
but they whisper, slip in they misses like a splinter im
splinter you n-ggas is turtles thats not ninja’s
hurdles thats not inches off the floor… love bendin’ em
hoes, buts u kno, dat i love my n-ggas more
and you know the code, homies over uhh
homies over what? i dont even gotta say
whats understood shouldn’t have to be explained shoutout
to my n-gga p. b-l-a-c… 2 k’s (uh)
bumpin 3k (uh) countin 4k (uh)
and shoutout my n-gga dj holiday
n-gga stay workin but he call himself holiday
that dont make no sense, guess it make dollars
bakers club. commission sh-t. n-gga holla
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