Bonafide
I throw a party every Friday
Like you don’t know
You still holding on to that slight
Girl let that go
I can squeeze one more in
I mean if you want show
Playing your hair’s your tell
Well here we go
I’m just a little attitude
A tag ego
Cat’s you listen to are nice
Don’t wanna brag me though
Add Redd and Promiss
Against any three we go
Voice, charisma
That old school flow
Jazz it up with Julien
I can lay a groove tho
Peep Seeking them Lyric Forms
You still don’t know
Redd the right hand
So I hit em wit the left
Think Bond can’t slow groove
Smooth when I take a breath
Dirty Redd
Grown Folks (just a lil more) Sipping on a fifth of whiskey that I’m sharing with my brethren Feeling kinda tipsy thats just a fifth of Heavеn Thankful for another day that’s word to the Revеrend Lord knows lifes a crap shoot rolling all 7s Cashing in my chips baby that ain’t no question Bangin oldies in the whip or some dudes like Devin Hollin at some honeys can we talk like Tevin She could tell I was a pimp off the 1st impression I ain’t selling dreams but I can teach a few lessons Get money stay true you can thrive in a recession I am not a predator it’s natural selection But I run my campaign like I’m running for election I’m running from pain like I’m scared of rejection Blood pumping in my veins but I’m scared of injection That’s a damn shame cause I’m scared of infection For just a little more pawn all my possessions
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