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Yung Karisma VS 4doee - Amazing (feat. Lasko Bills) Lyrics




Feel me
Hey f*ck the rules
Bitch
Nah for real

Waking up
Birds chirping
Sun Glazing
Yeah
Grab some tree and grab a light
Wake it and Bake it
Yeah
Pop a bar
Copt a zip
And we gone blaze it
Cause this life we live is so f*cking amazing

I been I been in streets on my hustle bitch
I been I been staying down tryna get rich
I been I been way too real for the counterfeit
Told my nigga ace stay down
Boy we got some shit

This that I woke up this morning feeling hella blessed
I grab a light
Inhale the best
Too high to ever stress
I keep a cool 100 on me
We ain't ever pressed
I been out here paper chasing
Neglecting my rest
May I suggest just staying real cause it kills to impress
I keep designer drugs on me
They matching my fresh
I bet I run up me some Ms and change my address
Tell all them bitches that wanna f*ck me
I'm good on the sex
Priority one is the bag
You gotta go get you some cash
Cause time pass like a flash
Stunt on niggas that doubt you
Plus most niggas wanna out you
Cause these streets ain't shit without you
Free my nigga Deelo quick
He too real for the bricks
Uhh

Waking up
Birds chirping
Sun Glazing
Yeah
Grab some tree and grab a light
Wake it and Bake it
Yeah
Pop a bar
Copt a zip
And we gone blaze it
Cause this life we live is so f*cking amazing

I been I been in streets on my hustle bitch
I been I been staying down tryna get rich
I been I been way too real for the counterfeit
Told my nigga ace stay down
Boy we got some shit

Yeah
Aye
Holup
Aye
This that wake up in the morning
With a smooth 40
And a new shorty
Might just copt a new foreign
This that wake up in the morning with my brother free
This that wake up in the morning with a 100 gs for him
Wait
I'm into scoring
I'm into plotting
They watching my pockets
My diamonds will blind em
And put the planets in alignment
God been showing me the way
Thought I was tide the way I was hitting them stains
Out the gym I'm gaining my weight up
Too hungry I stay up
Uhh
Till I make it major
No game I'm not Sega
I rep the 4 like my name was Isaiah
Fakers out of my system
Forever
I got the gift that keep giving forever
I been a dog with no muzzle
Dodging the kennel
Keep me some blocks like a center
Smoking these backwoods
Down to they splinters
And saving up bands for my niggas
Oh yeah yeah yeah aye
We do it for dee aye
We do it for dee aye
We do it for dee aye
We do it for dee yeah
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English

Feel me
Hey f*ck the rules
Bitch
Nah for real

Waking up
Birds chirping
Sun Glazing
Yeah
Grab some tree and grab a light
Wake it and Bake it
Yeah
Pop a bar
Copt a zip
And we gone blaze it
Cause this life we live is so f*cking amazing

I been I been in streets on my hustle bitch
I been I been staying down tryna get rich
I been I been way too real for the counterfeit
Told my nigga ace stay down
Boy we got some shit

This that I woke up this morning feeling hella blessed
I grab a light
Inhale the best
Too high to ever stress
I keep a cool 100 on me
We ain't ever pressed
I been out here paper chasing
Neglecting my rest
May I suggest just staying real cause it kills to impress
I keep designer drugs on me
They matching my fresh
I bet I run up me some Ms and change my address
Tell all them bitches that wanna f*ck me
I'm good on the sex
Priority one is the bag
You gotta go get you some cash
Cause time pass like a flash
Stunt on niggas that doubt you
Plus most niggas wanna out you
Cause these streets ain't shit without you
Free my nigga Deelo quick
He too real for the bricks
Uhh

Waking up
Birds chirping
Sun Glazing
Yeah
Grab some tree and grab a light
Wake it and Bake it
Yeah
Pop a bar
Copt a zip
And we gone blaze it
Cause this life we live is so f*cking amazing

I been I been in streets on my hustle bitch
I been I been staying down tryna get rich
I been I been way too real for the counterfeit
Told my nigga ace stay down
Boy we got some shit

Yeah
Aye
Holup
Aye
This that wake up in the morning
With a smooth 40
And a new shorty
Might just copt a new foreign
This that wake up in the morning with my brother free
This that wake up in the morning with a 100 gs for him
Wait
I'm into scoring
I'm into plotting
They watching my pockets
My diamonds will blind em
And put the planets in alignment
God been showing me the way
Thought I was tide the way I was hitting them stains
Out the gym I'm gaining my weight up
Too hungry I stay up
Uhh
Till I make it major
No game I'm not Sega
I rep the 4 like my name was Isaiah
Fakers out of my system
Forever
I got the gift that keep giving forever
I been a dog with no muzzle
Dodging the kennel
Keep me some blocks like a center
Smoking these backwoods
Down to they splinters
And saving up bands for my niggas
Oh yeah yeah yeah aye
We do it for dee aye
We do it for dee aye
We do it for dee aye
We do it for dee yeah
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Writer: CHRIS BROWN, LAVELLE CRUMP, JAMES SMITH, STEVE MCKINLEY THORNTON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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