Kelvic Oddman - Spirit of a Hillbilly (feat. Kreazy K) Lyrics

Five of my brothers
They keep it all solid
They keep it 1 hunnid in the up in streets
Six in the morning
I'm rolling a blunt
I'm cleansing my space
Eight million dollars
Still pending pending
For me to waste on my selfish deeds

Got the mind and a soul of a Hillbilly
I be making money with my voice
Got a bitch and my life is a bitch too
I been pimping since a boy
Overdosing a lot
Yeah I been litty
F*ck depression I'm pressing record
I want money I want me a big bag
Wanna ball like my life is a court

Ya!
Of course!
The vision gon happen
Of course!
Like a franchise I got me the sauce
Occupation be doing the most
Work for nobody I am a boss
I want rich sex in a Porschè
Want my grass greener than my kush

(Ama e matha ka 2)

Ya!

They say I'm the best
I tell them I figured
I don't count on people
Count on figures
Music doing numbers
Like a calculator
Still at the bottom like an alligator
Better days come when you got paper
Like a gold digger on a calendar
Snakes are two sided like a cylinder
I can't trust nobody like a prisoner
Close the curtains my vision is brighter now
(brighter now,brighter now,brighter now)
Close the curtains my vision is brighter now
(brighter now,brighter now,brighter now)
Close the curtains my vision is brighter now
(brighter now,brighter now,brighter now)
Close the curtains my vision be brighter now
(brighter now ey)

Five of my brothers
They keep it all solid
They keep it 1 hunnid in the up in streets
Six in the morning
I'm rolling a blunt
I'm cleansing my space
Eight million dollars
Still pending pending
For me to waste on my selfish deeds

Got the mind and a soul of a Hillbilly
I be making money with my voice
Got a bitch and my life is a bitch too
I been pimping since a boy
Overdosing a lot
Yeah I been litty
F*ck depression I'm pressing record
I want money I want me a big bag
Wanna ball like my life is a court

Had to say that I'm kreazy.
See me they switching up faces
Can't get along I figured they're just on their periods.
My pen is hotter than flame
You're lame
Just pick up your socks and get you some steroids.
Breaking it down till I get to the money.
I'm switching the flow is sweeter than honey.
I'm one of the best stop acting funny I'm hitting you niggas you know that I'm bad huh
Sweet don't call me your bunny
To have an empire I need me some cookie
You say you got niggas but I see you roofie
I call them blood the bond is thicker than your bitch it can't be some groupies
Lacking you might get a piece
Balling so hard my life is like a court
Don't fake it to make it you might get you caught