letra de award - majik
[hook]
i do it like no one did; i need an award
i came in with nothing, but i been raking it all
young n-gga be about all his business
why you lying you ain’t ballin’ you benching
to society i be a lil menance
no sobriety i be on the medicine. x2
[verse 1]
no sobriety i be on the medicine. i was sayin’ all you n-ggas is feminine. you was playin’ on them games like tekken
gettin’ money gotta turn to a habit. you need a lil verse then i need a lil bag then. on my own i know how i’ma get it. i’m runnin’ up you sucking d-ck you a f-ggot. everyday i’m smoking weed i’m relaxing
you in my dm talking ’bout collabing. you ain’t real o popeye, alladin
i need to make a mil for me and my brethren, you talking to me better stop with the acting. i’m just tryna eat i fee like the pacman. i f-ck up you beat, i call up my right hand
tommy flo roll some more. you can smell it through the door
hydro eyes low. i’on even really know. what the f-ck goin’ on
young n-gga trappin’ hard. yeah you know i really do this sh-t. i be f-cked off the smoke
if you not f-cking then baby go home
he ain’t got a budget then i cannot work
you rappers some b-tches i know you some hoes
you know i ain’t scared i’ma stand on my toes
i roll up a jay and get high i suppose
only do coloured b-tches don’t play with my nose
my b-tch is a 10 (be)’fore she take of her clothes
she take of her clothes then she look like the lord
[hook]
i do it like no one did; i need an award
i came in with nothing, but i been raking it all
young n-gga be about all his business
why you lying you ain’t ballin’ you benching
to society i be a lil menance
no sobriety i be on the medicine. x2
[verse 2]
young n-gga came outta the mud
dankie modimo i see you above
you n-ggas ain’t never really had it hard
sh-t was dry now i fill up my cup
you ain’t hard my n-gga you bluff. i can see it in your eyes, w-ssup?
ke tlhaga the west and that sh-t in my blood. ga witsi ma’dera that n-gga my blood
26 tatted right on the arm. dolla sign right under the numbers
shout out my brothers who struggle. if you a b-tch f-ck you and your hustle
knew a b-tch n-gga now he a busta. isn’t my n-gga ain’t really wasn’t. shout out maglera doe boy that my cousin. shout out maglera doe boy that my cousin
[hook]
i do it like no one did; i need an award
i came in with nothing, but i been raking it all
young n-gga be about all his business
why you lying you ain’t ballin’ you benching
to society i be a lil menance
no sobriety i be on the medicine. x2
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