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AWARDS Songtext
von CHIKA

AWARDS Songtext

Impatience grow longer with locks in my hair
I′m really taking it there
Believe me I'm more saint than I can appear
Sometimes I ain′t got no fears
I'm at the finish line
No other power diminished mine
I just been snacking on every taste
I'mma devour for realest time
I′mma go harder than everyone
I′mma do all the things that I've never done


I′ve been on this mission since I was a kid
So that record is broken but let it run
My wings have been clipped but just let me fly
I know it'll be hard but just let me try
I don′t see nobody except for me
So I am the greatest I can't deny
And I don′t spit nothing that ain't the truth
When all of these rappers depend on lies
When all of the girlies get in the booth
And brag about everything they can buy

And talk about everyone they can fuck
And era is fading I wish them luck
I'm ready for music to make me feel
And be in a just ain′t enough
I′m put on this earth to communicate
Forgive me if I tend to regulate
I don't really care who I may offend

I know I got time but I′ll never wait
I'll never wait
Impatience grow longer with locks in my hair
I feel like taking it there
Believe me I′m crazy as I can appear
Cause I ain't got no fears


This some super bullshit
This that World cup flow
We all stars
And we on part′cause we know it's gon'go
We not worried′bout no projections
We just here to make them connections
And if somebody got a problem with it
Then we′ll take'em out as a lesson
They go one by one down they fall this my Jericho
Striking fear and walls

Known to beat′em up like a booty call
Because I been the shit and so duty calls
If you trying me you got stupid balls
You're getting nailed to bed like a cuticle
Better come correct and dress suitable
If He get it truly inscrutable
I′m a skyscraper stand super tall
Hope you worked on your jump shot
And know that I'm toting lead

Better hold your head cause you only get one shot
Really you only get one chance
So you better come with some tough hands
The nerve is what′s really inspiring
So maybe I'll film it for sun dance we'll win awards
You′ll be your first and I′ll see your last
Consider the source but don't look at my worst
It′s all in the past and you ain't a star
Not even a coke you not in the cash
My niggas go hard so don′t fuck with the bros

You can get put on your ass
You can get popped down drop down like this vocal
We worldwide nigga on every corner
You not safe just loafer don't send no smoker
That′s that aim is fucker we don't
Fall back we ring out and you sing out with no call back
Sketch show like we all that
Make you question your eyes like nigga you saw that
I'm the problem man the solution I′m the one contact

Swear to God it′s like magic
Me and Houdini share the same ball sack
You and I we too different
I get paid better with the same contract
But still collect the awards
I'm here to get the awards
Stand back we kicking in doors
God damn we shaking the floors
And if you want a bitch go ahead and get on our fours

Let me have it let me get it better
Rather be like a style you know I need to settle
Niggas think that I′m everywhere I make them rattle
But I'm off the turn of the haze
And let me get a pattern
We the gang and everyone about to see
How it flames whenever I′m on the beat
Uh, it'll bang whenever I hit a beat
So be grateful
We the chain things that everyone about to meet
We could scream about it

We don′t talk about it we just be about it
Genius level method
Give it time and she'll read about it
When this album drop
I know my opps are gonna tweet about it
I remember everything
And bitch ain't nothing sweet about it

We are understanding it′s still anointing
Music this year has been so disappointing
I′m burning the blueprint and giving you
New shit I'm pissed off
And none of you niggas gonna do shit

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