Pastel (Remix) IHATEYOUSHEED & Moses Mosima (Ft. Kevin Abstract)
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[Verse 1: IHATEYOUSHEED]
All eyes on me (On me)
Like a Young Nigga 2-P-A-C (2Pac)
My niggas pop pills, pray they don't OD
And me, I treat the Ace Of Spades like it's OE (Ooh, OE)
And I talked to God last week (Last week)
She sat my ass down and this is what she told me (Yeah)
She said you gon' be the B-E-S-T (Woah)
Checkmate any nigga tryna check me (Yeah)
And I gotta go go where the check be
Check, please
Put the gold rope where the neck be
'Specially the way I ball on these niggas
Man, I should have a ESPY (Swish, swish)
And I chop down any nigga try to rise against me, yeah
And they won't win again (No way)
Flow so hot, make the winter end (No way)
And I got love for all my lady friends
But a young nigga all about his Benjamin's
That's why I stay on my toes like ballet (Like ballet)
Keep the songs hot like the summer in the valley (The valley)
Gotta get paid to do as I may like Sally
And if money talk, yeah
Then my pockets' kinda chatty
And I almost lost my soul to that Easter pink
But I pedigreed my demons in that boxing ring
Won't let them box me in, I got a lot to give
And if time is money, you ain't got a lot to spend
All eyes on me (On me)
Like a Young Nigga 2-P-A-C (2Pac)
My niggas pop pills, pray they don't OD
And me, I treat the Ace Of Spades like it's OE (Ooh, OE)
And I talked to God last week (Last week)
She sat my ass down and this is what she told me (Yeah)
She said you gon' be the B-E-S-T (Woah)
Checkmate any nigga tryna check me (Yeah)
And I gotta go go where the check be
Check, please
Put the gold rope where the neck be
'Specially the way I ball on these niggas
Man, I should have a ESPY (Swish, swish)
And I chop down any nigga try to rise against me, yeah
And they won't win again (No way)
Flow so hot, make the winter end (No way)
And I got love for all my lady friends
But a young nigga all about his Benjamin's
That's why I stay on my toes like ballet (Like ballet)
Keep the songs hot like the summer in the valley (The valley)
Gotta get paid to do as I may like Sally
And if money talk, yeah
Then my pockets' kinda chatty
And I almost lost my soul to that Easter pink
But I pedigreed my demons in that boxing ring
Won't let them box me in, I got a lot to give
And if time is money, you ain't got a lot to spend
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