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prototype & lazarus the kid - too late lyrics
we can run this party
we can run this party
proto said he back this chopping up for ten
it just took a little practice nowadays i’m racking up bands in the bank
strapped in the booth chiefie there so we tap it
take it to the capital just to see the fashion
you be on the ground with your pretty little assets
flying in from paris but the booty got that accent
talk about investment and the way you ride got me feeling like a german
gotta say a sermon mix it with a remedy
preacher man i promise i’ve been praying but this henny got me feeling so heavenly
cruising down these streets too long sesame, rapping on my own beats
baking up a recipe do it for my brothers to get back to the basics
made it out the matrix kenya did us good but had to make a couple changes
now they’re mobbed ties call a presidential statement
regardless made the chess moves and caught you out in checkers
be an influencer f_ck a blue tick
that won’t save you from the stretcher living in the real world
a different type of pressure pressure, pressure
running laps, running laps you in the rear view
and i’m not looking back this is just a preview
not the paperback hustle undercover
until you front cover
i forgot my o’s bank account is stacking up
i guess i’m getting o’s like i know what the ho’s like
waiting on this moment like my whole life when god chose me i guess he chose right
now we living so bright lazarus never folded through cold nights
so when i’m paying back you n_ggas know why why i’m him or millie
or maybe richard millie what kind of lifestyle we living is kind of silly
half a million cash delivered from uncle riggie
the g’s and the g_nius and yeah we got like plenty
gotta bond with all my women they money penny
gotta bond with all my women the money plenty
looking for investment loyalties we test yeah
phone on airplane mode for when we rest
n_ggas wanna go 50_50 what’s the intention
homies asking me for handoffs it’s causing tension
always pay my dues so tell me what’s the resentment
i was way too lonely and no one was ever texting
now my phone blowing up i think we get the message
now my phone blowing up i think we get the message
running laps, running laps you in the rear view and i’m not looking back
this is just a preview not the paperback
hustle undercover until you front cover
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