random freestyle song
• Written by HighAbove
Wake up/ Bake up/ Cake up
Im on da phone/ Im on a blunt befo I walk out my door
In the elevator trynna go up but it broke
Trynna fix it like repair mans/ im lookin for a job
Got too many women that want me
Got too many women that say they love me
she love dat romance
and I dont even try
Ima beast when it come to this rappin
and I dont even try
U.O.E.N.O Im makin milions
Bank account on swole before Im leavin college
What im workin for is sumtin like offerins when they passin dem baskets in church
Pushing the cheddar green dollars down my pockets cause it wont fit
money- money- money/ Everything sweet/ peanut butter honey
I can feel my heart racing as Im racing down I-95 in a fast car pacin
at tha speed of a tiger/ No woods but Im swangin
Hit up my chauffer when I go out clubbin
Im on my way to get this money like nascar
no slowin down/ no crashin either
sometimes tragedy happens before you see her
so im livin every day with seein tomorrow as my only prayer
I am not a player Im just a gentlemen
So the women dig me like diamonds they find me
So rare in this day and age where disrespect is the popular thing
You Treat her like shit and fuck her like a bitch
but nah. I treat em like queens cause without my moms I would not be/ here
Life is moving me to Talhee
Unexpected happens you just gotta be ready
[HOOK] Maintainin the lifestyle I been dreamin bout
My life was a round a bout/ Had to take a step out
And make it happen/ Gotta make it happen
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HighAbove
Member since May 28 2014