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6 - skippy & skmckiller lyrics

(suena, suena viejo)

[skippy]
why you always gotta hate
why can’t you focus on yourself
bro, just try to concentrate
i’m dealing with life already
not to mention
dealing with an album that was late
too much, i might already be dead at this rate
why are you tryna make us like a team
don’t depend on me for your own dream
don’t act like you take drugs and you take lean
i hope i get famous
and i’ll watch you stay keen
just know you were never there when i needed that team
i noticed you really good at starting problems
i hope you know i have all my hopes all aligned in columns
i know if i keeping going
might as well say i got em
if i’m good i could get expensive clothes, 100% cotton
i just wanna live my life on the calmer side
maybe if i make it, i could be covered in leopard hide
and have a property that’s wider 2 acres wide
once you stop hating, will you tell the truth that you lied
[ye]
mama, your son in the red hat
had suffered setbacks, had sh*t in his head that’s
had made everyone mad, he made 808, so he
everyone that know he ever get sad, ho
tear rooms by the shore, close my eyes, i can see more
n0body punkin’ me, n0body pressurin’ me, n0body gangstin’ me
especially when the gangsters eat thanks to me
i told you i was gonna take the summer back
so any other cap won’t take none of that
where my motherf*ckin’ red hat
security and the nannies be forever handlin’
i can’t stand it when it’s talks of puttin’ the kids back in sierra canyon
when donda was the best ghostwriter i’d ever had
south park had jokes about fish sticks
to this day, the whole team could kiss this d*ck
i put virgil and drake on the same text
and it wasn’t about the matching arc’teryx or kid cudi dress
just told these grown men, stop it with the funny sh*t

[mc k!ller]
it’s the motherf*ckin’ k!lla from the cpt
on a rhymin’ spree, a straight g
pull up city lights, i’m movin’ like a mission
every step calculated, precision in the vision
back against the wall but i turn it to progression
countin’ late nights, turn the stress into a lesson
started with nothin’, now the pockets got a lift
turned a broken dream to a diamond in the mist
switchin’ up lanes, autopilot on ambition
every bar i drop lay a brick for the mission
haters talk loud but they pockets stay quiet
stackin’ up my time, yeah i hustle, i supply it
lean on my grind, never lean on the fake
if you ain’t real, keep your distance, no debate
stand tall always, pressure never fold me
ice in my veins, got my focus where it’s holy
built from the ground, sharpened steel in the rain
every scar earned is just fuel for the flame
coach said focus, so i sharpen my aim
turn the whispers in the room into part of the game
they say i changed — nah, i just leveled up true
circle stay small, only ridin’ with a few
streetlights fl!cker but the nights still mine
turn the darkest corners to a stage when i rhyme
cash flow comin’, but i cherish the climb
real ones beside while the fake fall behind
when the cameras flash and the crowd scream loud
remember who was real, who stood tall, who’s proud
k!lla from the cpt — hold the name tight
on a rhyme spree for life, never dimmin’ my light

- skippy skmckiller lyrics

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