
Balmain Cassper Nyovest
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[Intro]
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
Niggas talkin' smack about God, I bring the devil to him
I put some young niggas on, I know that'll do it
Just 'cause I birthed you don't mean I won't hurt you (Uh)
And I ain't breakin' a sweat, it's not worth you (Nah)
Ain't messin' up the brand for you dumb fucks
Niggas goin' broke betting cribs on these niggas you can't trust (At all)
You think you're threatin' me? You can't, swaak
Lies, you tellin' stories, man, you sound Like Nhlanhla Lux (Haha)
Nigga don't tempt me, your tank on empty
I'm still hood in this two-tone Bentley (See me?)
I came with a message
Boy, your ancestors sent me to tell you that you can't fuck with Nyovesti (Uh)
Look at all the bullshit I survived
When I pull up, it looks like a minister arrived
It's just black tuxedo, Clyde and Oskido (Woo)
I mean you got fans but you ain't fuckin' with me though (Nah)
It ain't the same
Dude, I came and I changed rules
And she ain't never hanged with us if she still faithful (Haha)
Y'all see me though, I'm really go-realer (That's facts)
But it's easier to say we all fill-up (Right?)
If life was a movie and I'd give it a title
I'd call it - Material: The Serial Killer (Uh)
We all victims of this fuckin' system (It's fucked up)
Got a beter chance if you with him (That's facts)
I cracked the code
I got it but I'm back fo more
Tweezy, let's run it back, let's go (Uh)
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
Niggas talkin' smack about God, I bring the devil to him
I put some young niggas on, I know that'll do it
Just 'cause I birthed you don't mean I won't hurt you (Uh)
And I ain't breakin' a sweat, it's not worth you (Nah)
Ain't messin' up the brand for you dumb fucks
Niggas goin' broke betting cribs on these niggas you can't trust (At all)
You think you're threatin' me? You can't, swaak
Lies, you tellin' stories, man, you sound Like Nhlanhla Lux (Haha)
Nigga don't tempt me, your tank on empty
I'm still hood in this two-tone Bentley (See me?)
I came with a message
Boy, your ancestors sent me to tell you that you can't fuck with Nyovesti (Uh)
Look at all the bullshit I survived
When I pull up, it looks like a minister arrived
It's just black tuxedo, Clyde and Oskido (Woo)
I mean you got fans but you ain't fuckin' with me though (Nah)
It ain't the same
Dude, I came and I changed rules
And she ain't never hanged with us if she still faithful (Haha)
Y'all see me though, I'm really go-realer (That's facts)
But it's easier to say we all fill-up (Right?)
If life was a movie and I'd give it a title
I'd call it - Material: The Serial Killer (Uh)
We all victims of this fuckin' system (It's fucked up)
Got a beter chance if you with him (That's facts)
I cracked the code
I got it but I'm back fo more
Tweezy, let's run it back, let's go (Uh)
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