Don't Get Carried Away (feat. Fresh PM & Big Grim)

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Oran Bailey

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Look, aye
Don't get carried away (don't do it)
Steady making this paper, everyday I'm waking up, bae (uh huh)
Look, you just steady bitchin' all in my phone (why you bitchin')
Talkin' 'bout, what the f*ck, man, leave me f*ck alone, for once (leave me alone)
And let me just sit back and chill
Get a piece of mind on my own
Baby girl it's for real, look (God please, for once)
Cause I'm going to insane, ain't nobody know
I just play the happy role card, happy meal face on (aaah)
Yea, I'm a handsome ass kid
It's Free Rebels in this mu'fucka
Free Rebel, bitch (Free Rebel)
Anybody got a problem, I'm just calling up Grim
To snatch your soul, boy, where the hell should I begin, cause (hahahaa)
Shout out to Oran, shout to the rest of them (Rebels)
Y'all be looking boring, so y'all ain't ever catching up (nope)
Snatchin' up your bitch for tonight, come ride in this Tesla (zoom)
Instead, I pulled up in a Hellcat sound like Sylvester (vrooom)
Aye, I ain't talking Stallone
But if we talkin' bout knockouts
Then I feel like I'm Jones
Yea , Mike dog, now I'm feelin' like my name Tyson (Tyson)
Hit your ass so hard like a damn bison
Ohhh my God
Jesus Christ, man, you hit 'em so hard
You left a mark on his right chin (oh my God)
It's okay, he'll be gone by tonight chick (yea)
You ain't seen a thing or you can join 'em, right bitch (uh, got it)
See me as a villains pimp with a superhero dick
And bitches love the way that I'm moving I flash a porno flick
Chickens straight pussy, I'm fixing to check up on your moms
Run into your shelter the reaper is dropping spirit bombs
Here it comes, he fear it, but never runs
I'm steering up all my funds
Appearing up with these guns
I'm a mob tie sick infested bomb with a sick reach
And a second that I blow, I'm burning down what the feds teach
I'm tearing down the system with victims of rap music
Catching brainwashed and adolescent roaming and crack using
Pack cruising, crack the spliff and seal on the henny bottle
A hunnit for the gram, you Judas moving the semi auto
Ghosting who I was, I'm prime picking what my role is
Child of the prophecy, holding up where the scroll is
Roll this fuckin' weed up, I'm itching to get up outta this room
My doom meeting me, negotiate the price of my tomb (uh, uh, uh)
Aye, aye, you already beat 'em
Not ever will you need 'em
Naw, Rebel don't feed 'em, that's real (that's real)
You already beat 'em
Not ever will you need 'em
Naw, Rebel don't feed 'em, that's real, aye (that's real)
We all know I'm a little off (hahahahaha)
I'll probably burn a room if I touch a cross (touch a cross)
Head spinal cord been disabled
I'm Ice Cube in a starter coat and it's Raiders (the Nation)
Rebel with an attitude (tude)
Where I'm from like Catacombs (combs)
Shattered homes turn fabolous (yes)
How can you make me better, when I'm fabulous
Ten step graduate, you still in pre courses (hahahe)
Johnny Storm with the torches (brraah)
Make bread, break bread
Take charge, take heads
No amends don't attend
My Rebels rise and ascend
Cold case (case), never make the pen (aaah)
Broke is demeaning, I can not stop (not stop)
What? I wipe the boogers out snot box (snot box)
Some deal with life hittin' hot rocks (rocks)
My mama cry for help (help), but I'm not by (not by)
You niggas gay and I'm not bi (not bi)
I just want money stop being funny (hahahahaha)
Attempted to crash, I ain't no dummy
I just stay in my lane, you continue to swerve (swervee!)
I'm a freakazoid in this game, y'all just perves (eerve!)

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