Kishore Kumar Hits

Tasman Keith - CONFIDENT şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Tasman Keith

albüm: To Whom It May Concern


Game in a grip, yeah
Aim on hip, uh
Don't play that shit, nah
They on skip
Confident, monumental
She compliment
I keep the hand full, yeah
Run it up on sight
Make a left make a right
Got em rollin' out the dice
Still no chance, on my life
On my life? On my life
Underlay, lay the pipe
On the way, run it twice
We the men you the mice (yeah)
They unable to keep tabs I'm low key (key)
I never take a spell but keep tricks up the sleeve (sleeve)
The plug overplayed so we move to the street (street)
I break it down she throw it up
Land it and release (aye)
(Woo)
Out the way, get em out the way (get em out)
Yeah
Out the way, got em out the way (woo)
Out the way, get em out the way (get em out)
Yeah
Out the way, got em out the way (woo)
Game in a grip, yeah
Aim on hip, uh
Don't play that shit, nah
They on skip
Confident, monumental
She compliment
I keep the hand full, yeah
Tell these labels get at I (yeah)
But they could never box in a black guy (uh)
They got drip I'm baptised
New god flow, halos in black rides (ride)
Thats I, add E (e)
Adultery sweat in the back sit (uh)
She ain't on crack but the head nod back
Thats OD rap make the bag leak
Liable (liable), I go underline like red on typo (typo)
Jo roll up with a bible
Spirit intake I'm god with the eye low
God for the sight tho, new king
My heritage make new you sing
Make heritage gave you mood swings
Now my heritage put lives on...
(Aye)
(Woo)
Out the way, get em out the way (get em out)
Yeah
Out the way, got em out the way (woo)
Out the way, get em out the way (get em out)
Yeah
Out the way, got em out the way (woo)
Game in a grip, yeah
Aim on hip, uh
Don't play that shit, nah
They on skip
Confident, monumental
She compliment
I keep the hand full, aye
From that CR where legendary made
Ain't a one that could put me in a grave
School of hard, motherfucker best behave
If they in the way get em out the way
Tell em I got yams in the cut
We don't give a damn ain't give a fuck
Roll around the valley in a truck
Ya side chick ain't the only one we picking up
Back with a ammo clip
Got em in scope like tango 6
Fuck your analyst
Put em in choke and play my shit
I put the plan on flip
Money and pain what a damn good mix
Wait, your set reside where Xanax live
I climb up ladder
Molotov with a mob new bottle flip
Hashtag that bomb over Baghdad
Look in my bag dad
Bag full of new tricks
I kill em dead rigor mortis
Shit they knew and they should have all fled
Tuck the chain up but you ain't got chest
I fuck the game up you shooting all blank
Bank, till I bank
My body in a casket, bang
Sip fame out a cask and send
All shots to a cop my shots wont end
I drop they send, no lie
I'm fitted, suit and tie
I'm confident, my click confident
So pay compliments or go die

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