Cherele - 40oz Of Greatness lyrics

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Cherele - 40oz Of Greatness lyrics

[VERSE 1: Mouf] My time precious Its looking uglier than a motherf**er For you to try to fit in The world is mine s**er I been poppin' sh** everyday You think you might cuff her I got plans on f**ing the girl You think you might love her As we sipping on this O.E I pour a little for my haters like a slow leak You can't be hot in the streets And have cold feet You can't be trill in the south without gold teeth You can't be boxing with champs without no reach No Doubt if you see my out, n***a then don't speak This liquor wearing down on my soul like some old sneaks But I just can't quit Real talk man these hoes ain't sh** A lot n***as rap, but it don't ever go like this This is how you sound when you faded This is 40oz of Greatness [HOOK: Ellz & Mouf] Real talk man these hoes ain't sh** A lot of n***as do thangs, but they ain't like this Real talk man These hoes ain't sh** A lot of n***as do thangs, but they ain't like this X2 [VERSE 2: Ellz] Flow something like a cutla** supreme The bucket the cleanest smoothest f**er Been muscling a budget to eat I give a f** about a vag when it queef, she embarra**ed? She should cherish the fact she's even f**ing with me I'm stuck in my feet or maybe I just need to change the shoes I change my views but people never seem to lose the misconstrued Times of adolescence the brew and the treefer was a weapon for me I spoke the almighty and satan have a message for me I forward it I'll listen later when it's meant to be Until then I'mma k** it what is meant for me was women Chillin' brewin' spillin' cuppin' rollin' puffin' Loving no one but my mother and the mothers of the n***as under I'mma cold blooded motherf**er, lady k**er, 90's n***a Taste the aura of relation Lee Kimora had a baby Fatten pockets to a satin coffin Place me in it when I ran to thoughtless But I'm faithful, in this 40 oz of greatness [HOOK] [BRIDGE: Ellz & Cherele] Cruising in my fast lane Gunning at the finish line Headed towards my destination n***as gotta gimme mine [VERSE 3: Cherele] See, my mental detrimental To anyone I run into This is more than just potential You dealing with influential Way back when I copped that rental Just to stunt with all my gualas Even though the status of my wallet Was down like hydraulics Young goddess, I got the knowledge I spread it, I'm just a scholar The irony they won't hire me, I never finished college I'm honest I'm just the coldest round Hate me later, love me now Lost a couple screws that would Probably help to hold me me down But you know these n***as now talking buck and wild Most the time they in denial, drown these pharaohs in The Nile Na-na, I can't stop time, guaranteed to park minds Only way to define: this is 40 ounce of greatness [HOOK]