Lyrics: Chauncy Jade/CLukins Kings
Music: Chauncy Jade/CLukins Kings
Arranger: Chauncy Jade
just wanna back to the street
I don’t give a **** about that
With my bro driving Lamborghini
Sh!t
Im in cj with my numbers
Who’s wanna matter
Chauncy comes out
im driving lamborghini fresh car
i feel like mother**** rap star
see my brothers smoke lot cigar
you know how stupid you are
im driving lamborghini fresh car
i feel like mother**** rap star
see my brothers smoke lot cigar
you know how stupid you are
back to the street turn me to a beast
who wanna smoke I aint keepin at peace
buy me a beat I need 10k at least
in the distant east the god no east
when I rap on the beat and I feel like a king
you know i burn up
to be honestly I kill the beat and swing
you know Im turn up
I keepin in the dark working like nurse shark
Let out the 44 shoot to let him see the spark
Hole city in the back you know it’s the fact
I got shooters you know he be toting a Mac
And I see now he get hit down
I can never ever put my fist down
B!tch aint sleep now Js on feet now
See me in tha traffic shut the street down
im driving lamborghini fresh car
i feel like mother**** rap star
see my brothers smoke lot cigar
you know how stupid you are
im driving lamborghini fresh car
i feel like mother**** rap star
see my brothers smoke lot cigar
you know how stupid you are
once i get one mistake into the big fault
I struggle to fight for my own fate
It’s not Boombap beat
only i do mark it labelled D Dive to the D
Save your deep breath that you are free in peace
This new album named Not Afraid 2
Fame meets Flame came out be soon At least it gives ‘em a hit
Courted to the sea i ain’t be Sea King
Call myself to the dick CK it’s me
Pills that almost kill you but you will
And the sail spilled the ill out to the hell
As well you still steal this perspective that
Makes your dimension so great Jay-z said well
**** mother****er hey cock-suckers you mother****er go die
Heaven not be yours uh cocks the trigger
I got fire to the floor i spitter monster to slaughter
i flatter you so pretty you told me what a pity
So ugly me i got angry be gtting a tube to batter you
Be better watch your-self or you would be wicth to warn me threaten me
Everybody wanna **** their ****ing hoes
Foes and thier dough
Oh that’s cold night make you got cough It’s a cool knight with four Macs
Stood for the four death
You never know me **** the hoes' death
im driving lamborghini fresh car
i feel like mother**** rap star
see my brothers smoke lot cigar
you know how stupid you are
im driving lamborghini fresh car
i feel like mother**** rap star
see my brothers smoke lot cigar
you know how stupid you are