Shawn Chrystopher

Shawn Chrystopher - Old Wiz lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Your bitch knew what was left to me

If it didn’t known none of it, yeah

(Verse)

Fly die is how I stump these days

I hate the block and sun hit my face

Killin’ niggas, never leave the trace

My nigga stay cookin and beat, never leave this place

Shit be gravy when they money straight

I was date plan but it was the money play

Lucky for me, know how to get a dollar

Fuck boy, try to come around, I tell to halla

They make up shit, they say to frontin’ on ‘em

Or really they just mad, that you stunnin’ on ‘em

I start flashin’ goin’ dummy on ‘em

You see me hit on these machines, I’m spendin’ money on ‘em

Roll the holly grill, let the paper chase

They play my album every mornin’ like amazin’ grace

Didn’t quelled for Europeans with amazin’ taste

Inside the steadies when I say, she got amazin’ faze

(Hook)

If you gonna do it, nigga do it big

I’m flyin’ high, with all you niggas G.-s

They let got for me, pop about the crib

I make no wip, bump about the crib

I made the wip, bumpin’ old wiz x 3

(Verse)

I guess I smoke paper on this occasion

Got a lot in this city that I was rising

Million dollar it’s on my face time

Treat the shit all like it’s collect

Now waste time, poppers in they hit the jam, they work on waste line

She my loyal but we fuck and all my case fine

Position when I use to live all bugin’

I’m skip probation to the work to the West, I’ll be like fuck this

You gotta learn it on your own

My nigga thirty five rappin’ like the speakers was blunt

I let the homie 28 without a ball forth missin’

But got cash for will and drink, you know that I’ll be shit

We got the shit money like a prescription

And nigga you come and seek he dyinin’

Aren’t you so sick of tryin’?

Trust yourself, no body cook like you

Got and hit pose and throw those picture, no body look like you

Straight up!

(Hook)

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