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Performed By: RetroHawki
Language: English
Length: 1:39
Written by: Jordan Hawkins




RetroHawki - Anointed Lyrics
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I got it off of the pavement
The game could never repay me
Kiss of Life by Sade..playin' in the background
Gotta get paid, keep a stack 'round
This shit is tradition, it's passed down
My homie avoided the pat-down
We strapped up in this, hope you boys finished like
Sangria hitting on all cylinders
Hints and notes of some citrus
Sniff a glass then get to business
I fired like all of my henchmen
Ain't f*cking with friends
I set the trend, 8 millimeter lens
She dropped the addy, her pin
Sometimes I've just gotta vent
Spliff in the air like it's Vince
Skipped over dinner, took her to the bedroom as things got intense
I'm paranoid driving with tents
I can't give up or resist
Joe Biden ain't really on shit
But he's got our brothers and sis..f*cked up
Off the drink, I can't tell when enough is enough
I think shawty just like playin' tough
She want me to choke her out, beat it down
But then I also gotta kill a bug
My old women mad, they knew what it was
My haters turn into LeBron when they hear my songs
Appointed by the plug, I got it gone
Anointed by my father every morning
Me & my moms, I be reminiscing like it's my job
Raised my hand from the grave, surrounded by fog
You niggas are dead..Zombies..Rob
Yeah..they know I'm the one for the job
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I got it off of the pavement
The game could never repay me
Kiss of Life by Sade..playin' in the background
Gotta get paid, keep a stack 'round
This shit is tradition, it's passed down
My homie avoided the pat-down
We strapped up in this, hope you boys finished like
Sangria hitting on all cylinders
Hints and notes of some citrus
Sniff a glass then get to business
I fired like all of my henchmen
Ain't f*cking with friends
I set the trend, 8 millimeter lens
She dropped the addy, her pin
Sometimes I've just gotta vent
Spliff in the air like it's Vince
Skipped over dinner, took her to the bedroom as things got intense
I'm paranoid driving with tents
I can't give up or resist
Joe Biden ain't really on shit
But he's got our brothers and sis..f*cked up
Off the drink, I can't tell when enough is enough
I think shawty just like playin' tough
She want me to choke her out, beat it down
But then I also gotta kill a bug
My old women mad, they knew what it was
My haters turn into LeBron when they hear my songs
Appointed by the plug, I got it gone
Anointed by my father every morning
Me & my moms, I be reminiscing like it's my job
Raised my hand from the grave, surrounded by fog
You niggas are dead..Zombies..Rob
Yeah..they know I'm the one for the job
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Writer: Jordan Hawkins
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