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Kay Cream - FAVORITE Lyrics



Kay Cream - FAVORITE Lyrics
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Going through three different stages
Yeah, I be talking to demons
Then I be talking to angels
Then I decide to say f*ck it
I'll just do me in my favor
Imma do me, I'm my favorite
I just do me, I'm my... let's go
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite yeah
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite let's go
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
Like uh-huh, yeah
Let's go
Yeah I do me, I'm my favorite
They gone throw me up on they playlist
Cause I live the shit that I'm saying
Real shit nigga I ain't playing
They know when I spit, nigga I be blanking
They love that I exist, and I feel the same way
They feel like I'm the shit, that's what I be thinking
They know that I'm legit really am the greatest
But a lot of times in my mind I be low
So I get out the way and get ghost
Off the za' buds, out of space in this smoke
Get off one, two, and three, and then four
Yeah, inhale, then exhale, and then choke
Let me blank, get back in that mode
Grindin', cause that's just me so let's go
She like how I run it up
She waiting on me cause she wanna f*ck
Tryna get geeked up off of that double cup
I feel like I'm number one
They don't like that I feel like I'm number one
Talk, hate, give a mother f*ck
You can talk, you can hate, give a mother f*ck
Talk and you hate, give a mother f*ck
My haters gone talk cause I'm him and they know what's up
Give a f*ck what you say, bitch I'm blowing up
You can try to fight me I might poke you up
Gang with me bitch we loaded up
Yeah you better think twice about approaching us
Put your ass in some za' today
Have me in the gang getting high today
I'm that nigga
Go and make me a holiday
Big Cream, I'm wanting all the cake
Yeah, we let that chop sing, bitch we got rods to wave
I got your bitch tryna ride the wave
You know what I think
What I really think
Yeah I really think they don't want me to feel this big, want me to shrink
I turn my back, they gone hate in a blink
Guess you want me to crash
Guess you want me to tweak
Make me spazz on your ass, give a f*ck we can link
Just a young nigga trapping, just me and Malik
I shot my first strap with my nigga Malik
That was way back on Correll street
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Going through three different stages
Yeah, I be talking to demons
Then I be talking to angels
Then I decide to say f*ck it
I'll just do me in my favor
Imma do me, I'm my favorite
I just do me, I'm my... let's go
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite yeah
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite let's go
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
I do me, I'm my favorite huh
Like uh-huh, yeah
Let's go
Yeah I do me, I'm my favorite
They gone throw me up on they playlist
Cause I live the shit that I'm saying
Real shit nigga I ain't playing
They know when I spit, nigga I be blanking
They love that I exist, and I feel the same way
They feel like I'm the shit, that's what I be thinking
They know that I'm legit really am the greatest
But a lot of times in my mind I be low
So I get out the way and get ghost
Off the za' buds, out of space in this smoke
Get off one, two, and three, and then four
Yeah, inhale, then exhale, and then choke
Let me blank, get back in that mode
Grindin', cause that's just me so let's go
She like how I run it up
She waiting on me cause she wanna f*ck
Tryna get geeked up off of that double cup
I feel like I'm number one
They don't like that I feel like I'm number one
Talk, hate, give a mother f*ck
You can talk, you can hate, give a mother f*ck
Talk and you hate, give a mother f*ck
My haters gone talk cause I'm him and they know what's up
Give a f*ck what you say, bitch I'm blowing up
You can try to fight me I might poke you up
Gang with me bitch we loaded up
Yeah you better think twice about approaching us
Put your ass in some za' today
Have me in the gang getting high today
I'm that nigga
Go and make me a holiday
Big Cream, I'm wanting all the cake
Yeah, we let that chop sing, bitch we got rods to wave
I got your bitch tryna ride the wave
You know what I think
What I really think
Yeah I really think they don't want me to feel this big, want me to shrink
I turn my back, they gone hate in a blink
Guess you want me to crash
Guess you want me to tweak
Make me spazz on your ass, give a f*ck we can link
Just a young nigga trapping, just me and Malik
I shot my first strap with my nigga Malik
That was way back on Correll street
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Writer: Kenneth Coney
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