[Intro]
Yo, Ceeingee f**ers right here
Up on top in the Glasgow rap movement, yo
sh** is hard, yet I'mma be show a red card send ya a** of the stage if you're whack
[Verse 1]
You f**ing with the big dogs
Kickin' f**ers who s** co*ks
The microphone's up for grabs
Can we ball? Where my dogs?
Whats with this financial envy
Being involved with all this money
Uhh, uhh - gangsta, gangsta
I'mma walk dogs with you dunny
Southside pop trunk, that's what we do
By the many complicated kinds of choices lined in
Mothaf** you and that fake gangsta sh**
I sport the wicked grin, cause I was born in sin
Bringing out the worst like a hearst in the casket
Shy stay busy, hard n***a to get at it
So I could pay off all my debt
I live like I could die at any minute
[Hook]
All those envy me, I get envy for some too
Feel Gell all the way, I feel nothing but sometimes do
All those envy me, that's what people feel when they hear my sh**
[Verse 2]
I make this whole system quiver
Cause I'm hard when I deliver
Families are torn apart relentless
The sh** that eats your liver
My name is lowlife
A producer that ruined your life
You witness my growth and saw the progression
Jesus Christ with a Knife
Gaining status, there was strength in numbers
From the ghetto's to the suburbs
It's Priest mothaf**a, you better get your gun
To another after gun with a rubber
Yeah y'all n***as powderpuff, tough cause you powered up
Baby dropped her vanity workin that makeup
I choose the Fellowship Shop
Mad dog, all in my cup
But why, why? Rush, rush, rush, rush..
.. won't stop, won't hush
And a hit was a hit
Body armor can't stop the bum rush
[Hook]
All those envy me, I get envy for some too
Feel Gell all the way, I feel nothing but sometimes do
All those envy me, that's what people feel when they hear my sh**
[Verse 3]
You envy me, that's what you do
What to be jealous of, cause I spit the good lines
Rhyme to ya mind, I'll be the MC that'll you'll be dead once as I spit
When you hear me, you'll sh** yourself
If you don't remember me, I'll whack ya skull to jog your memory
Unearthing palaces of dust
Go ahead just Straight up rydin'!!
Cause when I bust
I'ma hit the top
Never let an anchor drop
Real motherf**in n***a
Right before the bottle pop
Vocal confetti is thrown, sometimes spitted
Pa** it, something sharp and wicked
But that's just their body gone
Day one I played with her blood
You want the hottest clique on the street
But crash and crave you when you leave
Its automatic yeah brotha I get sporadic
Because I wanna believe... but I don't wanna believe
[Outro]
Yo, low the beat down now man, what
Man I said low down the beat now, the track is finished
Yo Origan man, ha Dinero Beats yo
Origan is the mastering of it, putting my sh** together with it
Ceeingee - Envy lyrics
Album Maitan