Ces Cru - Give It To Me lyrics

I feel good about this one, ben!

Praise goals, pay tolls
Only if you play it pro player
That’s the way it goes
Ain’t nothin to say no more
Seated at a feast, took a plate
Only ate a roll felt regret
Hunger that I kept would save me later though
Fire burned in my belly
Everywhere that I would turn
I was met with adversity and
From that fire I emerged
Pain I felt along the way
Never made it my concern
Took it as a lesson to the
Game and let the tires burn
Gas out, gassed up, bout to pass the past up
This for every faggot battle
Rapper that harassed us
Hard work added up, perseverance paid off
Independent underground
Grindin with no days off
Play the boss pay the cost
Rather than stay lost
Now I need that prime cut
Slathered in steak sauce
Matter fact I’m takin all of that
Then I’ll take more
Livin in the moment what you
Waitin for? Good lord KC
While you been acting like some poor babies
I get it crackin never relaxin
Doin my chores daily
You got a fine wine well then
My rhyme is the gourmet cheese
Follow your guideline I’m in my prime
You’ve been warned take heed
I’ve got a list of accolades that
I don’t have to say and I ain't talkin now
I’m talkin way back in the day
Add it up to now for real
It’s still nothin to me i’m finna top that
Man I got that y’all ain't
Fuckin with me boy!

Ayo what up though, What you lookin at?
Took it from us and got pissed
When we took it back
You pickin up what I dropped?
They can’t hold us
I’m plottin on whatever you got now hand over
Give it to me

Ain't nothin' changed
I still arrange to pack up in the civic
The frame of mind is ain't
Nobody fucking with the clinic
Ironically enough
You fuck with us and get the d-dick
Ya dig it? The faction back
In action spinnin' Riddick
Oh is it common knowledge I
Commit on the pivot? Killin' it
Put on a show then we come in and steal it
Feelin' it
We bout to go bananas can you peel it?
Cause U-B-I and Godi's like
Canvas and acrylic
But we don't know no limit's
Roll the credit's it's finished
Sit home and watch a chain, if they complain
I change the image
Heard opportunity knockin'
Hopped in the cockpit
Just another pissed pilot who's
Ready to drop ship if death is certain
That means the reaper is lurkin'
And his cousin Sleep is creepin in
While we closin' the curtain
I'm workin' a fuckin' miracle
Out of the situation to knock it back out of
Orbit and blitz the administration
So what do you want from ya dude
I gotta be ruder than Jude
The second I enter ya loo
We comin' to Rubik's ya cube
They lookin' at me like I'm food
Been hurtin' to get em a meal
They wanna know steps that I took
Been tryin' to get em a deal
Behold the murderous Hanzhong
I bring the death star to
Any planet ya land on the prettiest in pink
I think you stuck on that Cam'ron
With orange mocha frappe chinos
And a man pawn, bitch