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People, hearing what I say
Stressing, making through the day
I can't remember when I even felt okay
Bro, this is way to close
Go, f*cking back it up
Slow, get it into pose
Holidays bitch time to pull it up
Dope it, smoke it, roll it, glow it
Live it, like it, last night doubt it
Can't remember caught a bender
Getting high since last december
Bro, I don't get realist
Live to smoke and see some real shit
Lyrics flowing, bitches glowing
Money rolling, hundreds falling!
Take it on the low side
Make me wan'na get high
Give'it all you got type
Baby got the look right
I ain't selling i got duffles
I ain't telling if we hustle
Heard your boy got you on lock up
Gon'na meet him give him muscle
I wake up, knackered
Grab a tee, dirty
As if it mattered
Never had worries
They tell me KC, you're not a rapper
So take it easy, don't be a gangster
I never listen, don't like their language
My momma told me, fight every battle!
To be the first time, my beats are pumping
Got better acting, than 'caulay Culkin
Making more money, than Kim's TV show
Getting as wealthy, as Donald T's go!
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Lyrics, appear on display
People, hearing what I say
Stressing, making through the day
I can't remember when I even felt okay
Bro, this is way to close
Go, f*cking back it up
Slow, get it into pose
Holidays bitch time to pull it up
Dope it, smoke it, roll it, glow it
Live it, like it, last night doubt it
Can't remember caught a bender
Getting high since last december
Bro, I don't get realist
Live to smoke and see some real shit
Lyrics flowing, bitches glowing
Money rolling, hundreds falling!
Take it on the low side
Make me wan'na get high
Give'it all you got type
Baby got the look right
I ain't selling i got duffles
I ain't telling if we hustle
Heard your boy got you on lock up
Gon'na meet him give him muscle
I wake up, knackered
Grab a tee, dirty
As if it mattered
Never had worries
They tell me KC, you're not a rapper
So take it easy, don't be a gangster
I never listen, don't like their language
My momma told me, fight every battle!
To be the first time, my beats are pumping
Got better acting, than 'caulay Culkin
Making more money, than Kim's TV show
Getting as wealthy, as Donald T's go!
People, hearing what I say
Stressing, making through the day
I can't remember when I even felt okay
Bro, this is way to close
Go, f*cking back it up
Slow, get it into pose
Holidays bitch time to pull it up
Dope it, smoke it, roll it, glow it
Live it, like it, last night doubt it
Can't remember caught a bender
Getting high since last december
Bro, I don't get realist
Live to smoke and see some real shit
Lyrics flowing, bitches glowing
Money rolling, hundreds falling!
Take it on the low side
Make me wan'na get high
Give'it all you got type
Baby got the look right
I ain't selling i got duffles
I ain't telling if we hustle
Heard your boy got you on lock up
Gon'na meet him give him muscle
I wake up, knackered
Grab a tee, dirty
As if it mattered
Never had worries
They tell me KC, you're not a rapper
So take it easy, don't be a gangster
I never listen, don't like their language
My momma told me, fight every battle!
To be the first time, my beats are pumping
Got better acting, than 'caulay Culkin
Making more money, than Kim's TV show
Getting as wealthy, as Donald T's go!
Writer: Kian Somers
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