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Morrison Machiavelli - Swag Different (feat. DR.L Beats) Lyrics
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Yeah my swag different, no tag itching
With myself in a competition
Confirmation be conversation
Great expectations... Charles Dickens
Sagging skinnies, that flame emoji
I'm Master Roshi, my baby trophy
If I play the goalie I ain't keeping count
If I picked it up bet I put it down
Vibe, look like it came stars
I, Came a long way from mars
Fly, really ain't nothing too far
I, made a new lane with this art
Kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Please don't kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Oh, my, me, my, oh, my
Good times in 2005
First quarter pack $300 flat
In the trailer trap
Ain't no cul da sa
Know the rules when you wrote the rules
Stayed in school, 'til I made it cool
My vibe changed like Purple Rain
Drivetrain in a different lane
Vibe, look like it came stars
I, Came a long way from mars
Fly, really ain't nothing too far
I, made a new lane with this art
Aye, easy to find but to keep it
You gotta tap in the secrets
You gotta feel what you being
You gotta live with that reason
Kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Just feel the vibe
Kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Feel the vibe
Swag different with the tags missing
That's no exchange, yo I made it up
Hustler touch, when it came to dust
I never settle for the way it was
Now, my vibe way overpriced
Think I'm still talking paper, right
My nature to raise the bar
Small means, but we live at large
Vibe, look like it came stars
I, Came a long way from mars
Fly, really ain't nothing too far
I, made a new lane with this art
Thrift stores, I was piss-poor
But I always kept it fresh, always kept it me
Always roll with G, that's my brother El
Different coast, but we see the sea, aye
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Yeah my swag different, no tag itching
With myself in a competition
Confirmation be conversation
Great expectations... Charles Dickens
Sagging skinnies, that flame emoji
I'm Master Roshi, my baby trophy
If I play the goalie I ain't keeping count
If I picked it up bet I put it down
Vibe, look like it came stars
I, Came a long way from mars
Fly, really ain't nothing too far
I, made a new lane with this art
Kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Please don't kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Oh, my, me, my, oh, my
Good times in 2005
First quarter pack $300 flat
In the trailer trap
Ain't no cul da sa
Know the rules when you wrote the rules
Stayed in school, 'til I made it cool
My vibe changed like Purple Rain
Drivetrain in a different lane
Vibe, look like it came stars
I, Came a long way from mars
Fly, really ain't nothing too far
I, made a new lane with this art
Aye, easy to find but to keep it
You gotta tap in the secrets
You gotta feel what you being
You gotta live with that reason
Kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Just feel the vibe
Kill the vibe
Don't kill the vibe
Kill the vibe
Feel the vibe
Swag different with the tags missing
That's no exchange, yo I made it up
Hustler touch, when it came to dust
I never settle for the way it was
Now, my vibe way overpriced
Think I'm still talking paper, right
My nature to raise the bar
Small means, but we live at large
Vibe, look like it came stars
I, Came a long way from mars
Fly, really ain't nothing too far
I, made a new lane with this art
Thrift stores, I was piss-poor
But I always kept it fresh, always kept it me
Always roll with G, that's my brother El
Different coast, but we see the sea, aye
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Writer: LIROY GUERRIER, LUKE ROBERT REYNOLDS
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