Domo Genesis, Cozz - Power Trip lyrics
[Domo Genesis, Cozz - Power Trip lyrics]
Catch me wilin' wit my
Woadies, carryin' fillet, fully loaded
I push that power trip up to the limit
Still I'm focused
Villain with the motive if you feel heroic
See, I ain't gotta be convinced and I
Was in before I wrote it, bitch
Winning board, back to the business, boy
What you winnin' for?
Don't feel the aura, pure
To your gimmicks, boy, with the image for
Forgive me, lord, living my life
That means I'm sinning more
A scary nigga, doubting my mind
I never been before i'm tour swag
Had the vision packed from the jump
I left them actors dust
Only way I look back and discuss
Fuck the bashful act
Going back to black and turning madness up
I've had it up to h-, i'm back to crash and
Through your traffic rush
Screaming "move, bitch, get out the way!"
I'm 'bout to cause a scene when I
Bring the truth out to play
Getting highly medicated out the way
Bitch, we win the game tryna
Draw you out to play, big me
Never liar, human made attire
In that visage
You won't got a best use by a day decided
Never liar, human made attire
In that visage
You won't got a best use by a day decided
Ripping pieces off the leaf
I'm 'bout to smoke, nigga
Ain't shit funny, but a joke, nigga
I'll be damned if I'ma die
And be a broke nigga
Chasing hundred dolla bills until I croak
Nigga
Dawg, you see no frogs
Just the men that be in charge we at large
Fleeing from the cars that belong
To the badged and armed
Killed a couple artists and put
'em all in a morgue
Killed a lot of sergeants and now they
Call him the God of War
If it ain't Cozz, ignore it
What the fuck you nodding for?
All that shit is bullshit
This shit like a matador
All my shit be knocking so often
You got a harder door
The type of shit you try to put
Cough drops in a coffin for
'cause you know I'm sick and it kills you
You thought a sword would stop the lord from
Giving me all my blessings and my rewards
This why I'm often bored
Y'all getting so predictable
I'm ha ha-ing more
I know I'm bragging but to
Mop the floor with ya is not a chore, nigga
Lyrical toys with us, but not mature children
Childish with the weapon
I'm excited when it's yelling
My saga brings diamonds and real
G's to the environment
Ripping pieces off the leaf
I'm 'bout to smoke, nigga
Ain't shit funny, but a joke, nigga
Chasing hundred dolla bills until I croak
Nigga
Woadies, carryin' fillet, fully loaded
I push that power trip up to the limit
Still I'm focused
Villain with the motive if you feel heroic
See, I ain't gotta be convinced and I
Was in before I wrote it, bitch
Winning board, back to the business, boy
What you winnin' for?
Don't feel the aura, pure
To your gimmicks, boy, with the image for
Forgive me, lord, living my life
That means I'm sinning more
A scary nigga, doubting my mind
I never been before i'm tour swag
Had the vision packed from the jump
I left them actors dust
Only way I look back and discuss
Fuck the bashful act
Going back to black and turning madness up
I've had it up to h-, i'm back to crash and
Through your traffic rush
Screaming "move, bitch, get out the way!"
I'm 'bout to cause a scene when I
Bring the truth out to play
Getting highly medicated out the way
Bitch, we win the game tryna
Draw you out to play, big me
Never liar, human made attire
In that visage
You won't got a best use by a day decided
Never liar, human made attire
In that visage
You won't got a best use by a day decided
Ripping pieces off the leaf
I'm 'bout to smoke, nigga
Ain't shit funny, but a joke, nigga
I'll be damned if I'ma die
And be a broke nigga
Chasing hundred dolla bills until I croak
Nigga
Dawg, you see no frogs
Just the men that be in charge we at large
Fleeing from the cars that belong
To the badged and armed
Killed a couple artists and put
'em all in a morgue
Killed a lot of sergeants and now they
Call him the God of War
If it ain't Cozz, ignore it
What the fuck you nodding for?
All that shit is bullshit
This shit like a matador
All my shit be knocking so often
You got a harder door
The type of shit you try to put
Cough drops in a coffin for
'cause you know I'm sick and it kills you
You thought a sword would stop the lord from
Giving me all my blessings and my rewards
This why I'm often bored
Y'all getting so predictable
I'm ha ha-ing more
I know I'm bragging but to
Mop the floor with ya is not a chore, nigga
Lyrical toys with us, but not mature children
Childish with the weapon
I'm excited when it's yelling
My saga brings diamonds and real
G's to the environment
Ripping pieces off the leaf
I'm 'bout to smoke, nigga
Ain't shit funny, but a joke, nigga
Chasing hundred dolla bills until I croak
Nigga