letra de ebony'son - khalif bryant
[chorus]
i’m just tryna get up out the rat race
you packin’ up on me baby?
that’s just a sad case
mad day, mad plays
i’m getting placements in my sleep
don’t try to play the run around
you f-ckin’ with khalif or you not? (nuh uh)
i call the shots (uh huh)
you called the opps now i gotta run the block (uh huh)
but i’ll be back before 1
it ain’t finished til it’s done
i pray for all my n-ggas who f-ck with ebony’son
[verse 1]
(leafy’s back! woooo)
but you ain’t get the message
been f-ckin’ sick of narcoleptics & the ones who question
hop off my d-ck & find the nearest exit
ejecting p-ssy n-ggas out my session like my name was uncle phil
now you tell me, “who’s real?”
who soundin this nice without no motherf-ckin’ deal
ain’t write in like 6 months still back the mothaf-ckin’ coldest
you know it, who servin? the pack attack, the ratatat
well n-gga i’ve been holdin’
don’t gotta tote a gun to be the one
b-tch i’ve been chosen
mrs. bryant’s golden child
i’m wildn, welcome to my sermon
been tryna say this sh-t from my heart
when the flood comes & it’s all done
n-gga, this is my ark
i’m workin’ 9-5 to try & keep my push to start
my n-ggas put the pressure on me
now i’m striking while the iron’s hot
i gotta feed akiko, i gotta free my people
if i don’t do it, who’s gon do it?
watch the f-ckin’ peep hole
[chorus]
i’m just tryna get up out the rat race
you packin’ up on me baby?
that’s just a sad case
mad day, mad plays
i’m getting placements in my sleep
don’t try to play the run around
you f-ckin’ with khalif or you not? (nuh uh)
i call the shots (uh huh)
you called the opps now i gotta run the block (uh huh)
but i’ll be back before 1
it ain’t finished til it’s done
i pray for all those n-ggas that come for ebony’son
don’t
[bridge]
you gotta get up, get out & get something n-gga
(don’t waste no time)
get up, get out & get it
you gotta get u, get out and get something n-gga
(don’t waste no time)
gotta get up, get out and get something n-gga
gotta get up, get out and get something n-gga
get up, get out & get it
[chorus]
i’m just tryna get up out the rat race
you packin’ up on me baby?
that’s just a sad case
mad day, mad plays
i’m getting placements in my sleep
don’t try to play the run around
you f-ckin’ with khalif or you not? (nuh uh)
i call the shots (uh huh)
you called the opps now i gotta run the block (uh huh)
but i’ll be back before 1
it ain’t finished til it’s done
i pray for all my n-ggas who f-ck with ebony’son
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