Cadet-7 (feat. M3dina)
Kay-Jay
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Who that be Cadet 7 Not fucking you Or ya one plus 11 Ya niggas frauds dog Paper mache Call up the gang and they blow ya away Put ya fake Amiris right in the dirt Niggas capping lacking let em get Merced I be back relaxing Lighting the J Cali shit you know we coppin the greatest Oh you the latest Congratulations What is you facing More tribulations I’m finna hop out the vessel and race it Spaceship it ain’t one for the taking I got crips bloods all the above Make a quick move and they hit you with slugs I’m not the one that be looking for problems If it find me then you know what the f*ck Who dat be Call me young jefe ... I be chillen my bands in a new state Water whippin don’t like to be bougeé Drippin water ya bitch on a Tuesday Who dat be Woah Look at the time Talk to me nice or don't hit up my line Psychedelics they gon f*ck with your mind Queue the medic bitch I'm one of a kind Who that be Cadet 7 Not fucking you Or ya one plus 11 Ya niggas frauds dog Paper mache Call up the gang and they blow ya away Put ya fake Amiris right in the dirt Niggas capping lacking let em get merced I be back relaxing Lighting the J Cali shit you know we coppin the greatest I done faced me the truth Lived a prophecy Since a younging they say he an anomaly Obviously they ain't where I would be if I had acess to money like lottery Pottery Shaped the present with my own hands Feel like block boy need my own dance Shoot They think generals till they main nigga get turned to vegetable Woah And I really grew up in the den of the hounds From then to now nigga tell me what changed Say pockets they been getting real big Nigga I just been collecting the rain Wait for the storm and settle the pain F*ck the shit I just study the game F*ck balling need my own lane Know the gang pull up If you owe thangs Tryna own thangs like an old range That's a new coupe for the old ways Let the money talk when the fame pay f*ck the nay say cause what they say ain't to my face let it switch place hit the road swap like a bold cop and a black mane let him see the world through a new frame Who that be Cadet 7 Not fucking you Or ya one plus 11 Ya niggas frauds dog Paper mache Call up the gang and they blow ya away Put ya fake Amiris right in the dirt Niggas capping lacking let em get Merced I be back relaxing Lighting the J Cali shit you know we coppin the greatest
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