Dyme-A-Duzin, Capital STEEZ, CJ Fly, Joey Bada$$ - Swank Sinatra lyrics

Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott [Brooklyn, New York. USA.]

[Dyme-A-Duzin, Capital STEEZ, CJ Fly, Joey Bada$$ - Swank Sinatra lyrics]

Well I got something to say
You know what i mean (Yes)
I I haven't been on the
Radio before, you know
Hey baby how you doing today? (Haha)
You know I wanna say hello
To my brother out there
(Hey, a lot of folks been around) eY BROS
(Thank you again, Fine, enjoy the show)

This for all my Murrow niggas beastcoast
Pro Era g shit
It's Phony Ppl plain Pat what up

Difference between me and you
You think you should have it and I deserve it
Dwelling on the past and I'm
In the lab working
Never spoke to God in the hood
There's bad service
But I guess I got bars cause
He sending 'em for certain swanky Sin
Got critics questioning what lane he in
I'm just turning crowds into stadiums
Pounds, I be blazin' the haze
When I listen to Waves
On the road searching for stones
Like Jackie and Jade

Ain't shit fly unless I rock it
High like drop kicks in cockpit's
Red Eye fly shit, holding chop sticks
Split cheese with monsters
Switching keys in partures
Ain't pick a decent sponsor but
Bet I'll still archer yo Dymez, I got them
Slow ride through Gotham
The villain drink black like I'm Gothic
I be in the lab spitting topics
Mixing toxics 'til the
Prophet's pockets profit
Or 'til I get boxed in

T-shirt from Polo, the rebirth of YOLO
If I'm trying to find a Pro though
All I got to do is yodel
Steaming on the low
Got have me dreaming like a mogul
The humidity is killing me
I call that the ozone capital Swank
Finally had the cash up in the bank
So the snakes want to ask me if I'm great
We laughing in your face cause rap was
A mistake When the entrees came
They almost had me eating steak

This hip-hop with a fly feel
You'll be dead if you lie still
It's all about what you choose to do
Buy steal hood niggas like grim reapers
They soul takers, black hoodie bone breakers
Put you to sleep, then you won't wake up
I mean, you could go from weight
Rooms to waiting rooms
Be armed or curled up, when
That piece to your chest, so make your move
No April Fools, I just say the truth
Gonna be a vacant tomb if you break the rules

(How about style, performance?)
Oh, style is, is, is, is cool man, you know
(Mhm) and i mean, it's got to be sharp

My gift is my curse if I lift it I burst
But fuck arms
I do enough harm when I'm kicking a verse
I heard niggas went missing
Where the dirt is when you surface?
What you mean I ain't earn this?
They ask for my service
Emotions in his flow caught a wave
Now he surfin' but notice these demons and
Serpents be lurkin'
It's urgent, still a rebel, fuck school
Burn shit
Don't ask him to pull up his pants up
It irks him

Til I die of an overdose of the dopeness
I'm floating higher
Flying above the coast and just
Scoping and getting wiser
I am a product of this
Box we call pop culture
Creative pop filter bringing
Our collapse closer
Batman of this rap scam, they gasp over
Spit facts over these tracks
Deeper than Shaq's vox
Dyme's dope, stay on my grind cause I know
That time slow
Puffing that lye smoke but time don't

Wait
You causing quakes when you're moving plates
Illuminate, eliminate got me thinking
That it's the same
Won't let a flow like mine
Ever slip through the drain
Cause I'm fit for the game
Watch me shift through the planes
The rap monster boss is popping
Off if cops involved
Shocked them all, dropping draws
Jaws, now they chakras off
Eating lobster sauce, stop it, dog
I'm above the law led 'em on, weapons drawn
It's the art of war

I can feel it getting closer
As Ls turn to clips
Clips turn to roaches and those
Turn to bowl hit's
Oh shit, looks like we getting high again
That's another gram of fires
Right to my diaphragm
I blaze a dutch, then I pay the cut
You be on the wall posted up
Trying to make a cuff
Groupies on my arm just to
Prove that we swank enough
Let me see you take a puff
While I break it up

(Fine, thank you very much sir)
Yeah, thanks, look here man (Yes, mhm)
I sure appreciate you calling
Me all these things
Because I don't be doing too
Many interviews and things
(Well, fine, we appreciate your time and, uh)
Yeah (Thank you once again)
Ey look here, you know, I
Mean my people tact
And we has becoming vocal, in, in, in
In the world today (Enjoy the other show
We'll talk to you again)
Oh it's very, hey hey look here man, look

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