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peezy - the intro lyrics
[intro]
(david wesson)
yeah
feel good to be back
[verse]
life good, i can’t complain
left for two years, came back, sh_t ain’t the same
yesterday i wore rose gold, this ain’t the same
this one 40k out the box, i left it plain
i been on some low_key sh_t, stayin’ out the way
this summer, we gon’ see who was playin’ and who done saved
i get money sittin’ on my ass, i got it made
get a n_gga whole house cleaned up, i got a maid
i been grindin’ two_four_seven all around the clock
the only thing a n_gga take for granted is the countertop
stainless steel ovеn, internet inside thе fridge
smilin’ ear_to_ear ’cause i done stacked a half a mil’, n_gga
they like, “p changed up, he on some ho sh_t”
this ain’t 2012, you want that, go buy my old sh_t
‘member when i caught the bus to school back in ’06
caught the bus down to the v and it’s been on since
talkin’ to my n_gga from dc like, “what you on, slim?”
talkin’ to your ho like she ain’t nothin’, “what you want, b_tch?”
ain’t n0body never fronted me, i bought my own sh_t
thousand_dollar sweater, mama say i ain’t got no sense
yeah, keep workin’ and never settle
in the fast lane, louis sneakers on the pedal
f_ck a h_llcat, i’m in a demon like the devil
tryna hide an m under my dog house, i need a shovel
they say it ain’t trickin’ if you got it, huh?
i say i ain’t let you b_tches trick me out a dollar, huh
gucci polo on with the red and green collar, huh
had to middleman a brick to make a thousand dollars, huh
i just spoke an m into existence, i’m a prophet, huh
need to hit the gym ’cause i got pounds all in the closet, huh
tryna parallel park a lambo’ on collins, huh
swiped the escalade and i f_cked up my whole deposit, huh
laughin’ to the bank, my old lady say i’m childish, huh
walked up out that b_tch with fifty thousand like i robbed it, huh
thirty pints of red at my side ho apartment, huh
thirty to my lawyer, made them b_tches drop the charges, huh
i can’t tell the time on my watch, this b_tch r_t_rded, huh
i can’t even work a nine_to_five ’cause i’m a mobster, huh
counted 60k in small bills, i’m exhausted, huh
ask me how it feel to be rich, this sh_t awesome, huh
[outro]
(ask me how it feel to be rich, this sh_t awesome, huh)
feel good to be back
back in the lab, back on my feet, you know
back to my motherf_ckin’ family, you dig?
ayy, dave, let the beat ride out, my n_gga
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