Play Nice, Zilo, RNDYSVGE, Insightful - MariaMaria lyrics
[Play Nice, Zilo, RNDYSVGE, Insightful - MariaMaria lyrics]
Dust it off and level up
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
Dust it off and level up
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
What the fuck is a nomination worth
If you come through the door
And they pat you down
It’s a price on my head price on ya head
World want us dead all of us dead
All the love is dead
But you can’t see it huh?
This can’t be it huh?
But I could feel it when
I got no feelings huh?
Black or brown it don’t matter
Just gray matter
But I’m forever like a black
Mamba in a 8 pattern
Leaving marks in the sand
Wifey hand in my hand
I’m the head of this house
I was told it’s god plan
Fought it for a minute hard to admit it
Wouldn’t know if I can
But I still gotta get it still gotta uh
Even if the world is damned
Dust it off and level up
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
Dust it off and level up
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
Stuck up in the mud
Thought I wouldn’t light my fire
Nothing gets me down
It’ll make me rise up higher
Sit and cry for what?
That’ll never get me anywhere
Imma work it out
See you at the top yeah, yeah
Buckle up my seat belt
Turning up the gear yeah
Had to flip the sequence
Now you don’t believe me i found myself
Uncovering all my greatness
Yeah, it feels amazing, yeah, yeah
Only surround myself with the good energy
People got jaded and now I really notice it
And I ain’t mad at it i wish you well
But just keep the fuck away from me
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
Dust it off and level up
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
What the fuck is a nomination worth
If you come through the door
And they pat you down
It’s a price on my head price on ya head
World want us dead all of us dead
All the love is dead
But you can’t see it huh?
This can’t be it huh?
But I could feel it when
I got no feelings huh?
Black or brown it don’t matter
Just gray matter
But I’m forever like a black
Mamba in a 8 pattern
Leaving marks in the sand
Wifey hand in my hand
I’m the head of this house
I was told it’s god plan
Fought it for a minute hard to admit it
Wouldn’t know if I can
But I still gotta get it still gotta uh
Even if the world is damned
Dust it off and level up
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
Dust it off and level up
All ya bars is hand me down
These niggas outta touch
They still want a Grammy now
Stuck up in the mud
Thought I wouldn’t light my fire
Nothing gets me down
It’ll make me rise up higher
Sit and cry for what?
That’ll never get me anywhere
Imma work it out
See you at the top yeah, yeah
Buckle up my seat belt
Turning up the gear yeah
Had to flip the sequence
Now you don’t believe me i found myself
Uncovering all my greatness
Yeah, it feels amazing, yeah, yeah
Only surround myself with the good energy
People got jaded and now I really notice it
And I ain’t mad at it i wish you well
But just keep the fuck away from me