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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ato Woody
Ato Woody
Performer
Onative
Onative
Performer
Znuft X
Znuft X
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Umarov Bobur Bakhramovich
Umarov Bobur Bakhramovich
Composer
Gafurov Amal Dilmurodovich
Gafurov Amal Dilmurodovich
Songwriter
Azizkhodjaev Atokhan Farkhadovich
Azizkhodjaev Atokhan Farkhadovich
Songwriter
Dean Sultanov
Dean Sultanov
Songwriter

Lyrics

I could get a cheque for milly, but remain the same man
Look at how they flip when they absorb that money fragrance
Sorry I ain’t sorry cause my actions, they were blatant
Only speaking facts and got them rappers saying amen
I used to work with no pay checks
Now you gon send me advances
They wishing that I was stagnant
Cause my motion looks like I be racing
I stick around with the same friends
So these positions ain’t vacant
If who you are is a saint then
Shit it don’t mind being the Satan
Eddie Gordo with the breakdance, smashing motherfuckers like its Tekken
When I show up they frustrated, cuh they know I'm not being patient
If I’m ever in a gang bang, you know who is gonna be the main man
I do not need any aidance, made myself and now I am a made man
First things first let me get this straight
You are not big man, you’re not great
Still on a dead ting still moving bait
Better click the link I just dropped that tape
I just fucked this beat you could call it a rape
Tried chat shit and you made a mistake
Don't try to run man you can't escape
They are praying for my release, but it would be better to pray for peace
I'm not even Drake, but you can come with me and fly to Greece
I don't like all these long talks, you know I was raised on the black water streets
Everyone want a piece of that cake, but I took the last piece
Don't try to fuck with us, you haven't grown up
You had a show and nobody showed up
I heard your album it made me throw up
Onative when the fuck will you blow up?
I’m getting love then I’m getting more love
It is me and myself they been craving more of
Heard I’m the reason that you 2 broke up
I give no fucks about giving no fucks
Tell organisers if they wanna see us, transfer the cash to the visa
You might have thought I'm usual geezer, got so much ice that they call me a freezer
Back in high school she thought i was dreamer, now she became a believer
I just received that iced out piece, it was made from Geneva, it is so flashy you're having a seizure
I’m too hard with this flows, too smooth, no man I ain’t giving it up
See you face that sad frown cause you know we’re getting them bucks
Another tune, another hit in the pocket, and yeah man we raising them cups
Stop with the rap shit, nobody gets you, all what you saying is completely nuts
I do not pay them no mind no, I'm kinda one of a kind yeah
I got your girl on the line yeah, asking me come from behind
Come, I'm too persistent with grind yeah, I only get better with time yeah
She told me see you next time, cause you do not hit it right
That's all for good life, so I'm on the move
I'm not in a fairy tale, but my dreams came true
That's so much shit, that I've been through
But in the end, I will sit in my condo enjoying the view
Written by: Azizkhodjaev Atokhan Farkhadovich, Dean Sultanov, Gafurov Amal Dilmurodovich, Umarov Bobur Bakhramovich
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