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925 Lyrics - Artist : Oakes, Ryan
I think I started me a legacy I'll never finish
All of my baddest tendencies they got me loosing limits Someone grab me the spinach, it's working out like fitness We hit the stage and flip it and split just like a gymnast Hold me pardon my sickness, I just started to spit it Can't I'm just getting warmed up, but I'm still cold as winters All of these labels hit me, like I'm their golden ticket I tell them Fuck Your Meetings, I'm too about my business I don't want no company, I'm building companies I'm up from 1 to 3 then 3 to 1 living uncomfortably I'm walking luxury, I'm moving money trees If it was up to me I'd have these rappers buried under me 6 feet under me, but I don't got that choice, I just got that voice I'm these rappers but a little more, Chicago I got illinois And I haven't filled the void, feel that beat it gets destroyed Tell how the hell I'm getting rich and sitting unemployed hoe I know you laying wide awake in that night time Thinking about I'm wishing wondering the right time Shit am I willing to go work away a life time I got my middle fingers up screaming fuck a 95 I ain't getting caught in that mess Homie fuck a 95 I ain't living check to check Homie fuck a 95 I won't ever sit at no desk Homie fuck a 95, I got my middle fingers up screaming fuck a 95 It's not what they expected, this ain't what they predicted I came up disrespected, I took that script and flipped it They say I'm acting reckless, they thinking I'm afflicted They mad because they desperate, their destiny ain't kicking I'm in that kitchen cooking dishing out these tracks while you be wishing that you chased after your passion, now I'm laughing that you didn't, you ain't have the drive that's within all the people who been with it, now we waking up to live it, and you waking up to gimmicks, in my district I been working all these critics keep to lurking, got that vision I won't surface till I get it diving, swerving, I don't cut the drive, I might loose my mind, legit I would rather go insane than working an endless 925 hoe I know you laying wide awake in that night time Thinking about I'm wishing wondering the right time Shit am I willing to go work away a life time I got my middle fingers up screaming fuck a 95 I ain't getting caught in that mess Homie fuck a 95 I ain't living check to check Homie fuck a 95 I won't ever sit at no desk Homie fuck a 95, I got my middle fingers up screaming fuck a 95 |
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