SoulChef, Awon - Only For Entertainment lyrics
[SoulChef, Awon - Only For Entertainment lyrics]
The saga unfolds, the iller story to be told
The projects is cold
Niggas living with no soul
But the loops seen the innocent
Shot blood on my boots
The cops recruit sheep living in wolf suit's
Well I gotta regroup, pack money to pay rent
Stay strapped like Bokeem, tryna stay bent
Cuz life's a bitch live broke or die rich
And the grind's intense
Coke oil is my stench
And the block's amidst in the
Hustle for the future
Kicking that ignorant shit that
You're used to
Shots of the crystal head vodka be pouring
Like Boston for the green and
The wife that keeps score
The feds ain't snoring, it's high technology
Conspiracy distributing narcotics that
Follow me
If they don't body me, amongst they property
Throw some loot on my phone
So I can call home
And if you ain't know that was
A shot for your dome
Cuz now I'm in the box with
An ox for the tone quote me on the block
Pitching rocks with the chrome
Now I gotta tell the wifey
That I'm not coming home
Get my bond money then clean the stash house
If they find the rest of the
Package I'll be assed out
It's only for entertainment
Purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment
Kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
Then my connect stressin sayin "I'm
Hot and can't work"
I'm like "This the type of shit
That happens when you're doing dirt"
Had to pay off my bail and my lawyer
I'm dead broke
And ya'll niggas ain't tryna hit
Me off with no coke
That's the thanks I get for
Moving pack after pack
Keep your worries off the app
Better tell em stay strapped
Wolves hoppin out the Chevy
Caprice's with grey mac's
Like hold up gimme that
Right here it's payback
This the Wheel of Fortune like Pat Sajak
Where niggas is grimy cutting coke with Ajax
This game is for thorough
No room for imposters
It rains it pours so you
Better get your colossals
When kingpins get robbed they
Held for hostage have it like Grand Theft
Auto now who's mobsters
Some niggas end up missing like Jim Hoffa
Some killers end up crippled with six doctors
It's only for entertainment
Purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment
Kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
It sounds oh so glorious to live notorious
But few are victorious
This life is for warriors
Seeing niggas fall before me
Too young to tell their story
The glory running the territory
This is poorly depicted
Consequences are destined for us to live with
The niggas I love most, went out to sickness
I witness, the murder of my brother and the
Murder of my best friend
The shorty approached me on the
Block with a weapon he said
"I see you out here flexing so give it up
I'm tryna live it up and right
Now I don't give a fuck"
I wasn't strapped so a nigga
Had to run his pockets
I guess a couple 100 wasn't
What he tryna to profit
The shot through him the
Chest felt the hottest
The streets caught me
A girl screamed "Get him off me"
He stepped over me
Two shots to the head to end the story
The real niggas die for the glory's
It's only for entertainment
Purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment
Kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
The projects is cold
Niggas living with no soul
But the loops seen the innocent
Shot blood on my boots
The cops recruit sheep living in wolf suit's
Well I gotta regroup, pack money to pay rent
Stay strapped like Bokeem, tryna stay bent
Cuz life's a bitch live broke or die rich
And the grind's intense
Coke oil is my stench
And the block's amidst in the
Hustle for the future
Kicking that ignorant shit that
You're used to
Shots of the crystal head vodka be pouring
Like Boston for the green and
The wife that keeps score
The feds ain't snoring, it's high technology
Conspiracy distributing narcotics that
Follow me
If they don't body me, amongst they property
Throw some loot on my phone
So I can call home
And if you ain't know that was
A shot for your dome
Cuz now I'm in the box with
An ox for the tone quote me on the block
Pitching rocks with the chrome
Now I gotta tell the wifey
That I'm not coming home
Get my bond money then clean the stash house
If they find the rest of the
Package I'll be assed out
It's only for entertainment
Purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment
Kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
Then my connect stressin sayin "I'm
Hot and can't work"
I'm like "This the type of shit
That happens when you're doing dirt"
Had to pay off my bail and my lawyer
I'm dead broke
And ya'll niggas ain't tryna hit
Me off with no coke
That's the thanks I get for
Moving pack after pack
Keep your worries off the app
Better tell em stay strapped
Wolves hoppin out the Chevy
Caprice's with grey mac's
Like hold up gimme that
Right here it's payback
This the Wheel of Fortune like Pat Sajak
Where niggas is grimy cutting coke with Ajax
This game is for thorough
No room for imposters
It rains it pours so you
Better get your colossals
When kingpins get robbed they
Held for hostage have it like Grand Theft
Auto now who's mobsters
Some niggas end up missing like Jim Hoffa
Some killers end up crippled with six doctors
It's only for entertainment
Purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment
Kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
It sounds oh so glorious to live notorious
But few are victorious
This life is for warriors
Seeing niggas fall before me
Too young to tell their story
The glory running the territory
This is poorly depicted
Consequences are destined for us to live with
The niggas I love most, went out to sickness
I witness, the murder of my brother and the
Murder of my best friend
The shorty approached me on the
Block with a weapon he said
"I see you out here flexing so give it up
I'm tryna live it up and right
Now I don't give a fuck"
I wasn't strapped so a nigga
Had to run his pockets
I guess a couple 100 wasn't
What he tryna to profit
The shot through him the
Chest felt the hottest
The streets caught me
A girl screamed "Get him off me"
He stepped over me
Two shots to the head to end the story
The real niggas die for the glory's
It's only for entertainment
Purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment
Kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels