Kaytranada - Alexys lyrics

[Intro] Kane, n***a On the blade I think, I think n***as forgot who you know who gave who gave these n***as this flow you know what I'm saying? Baby Scarface [Verse 1] I first taste c**aine in 10th grade Yah Homie at the table chopping Rick James Sent the package off from Texas its been six days Keep sweating like a pig until that b**h came n***a had to keep a job living off in my momma's spot f** it Imma bust a f**ing jugg I'm a juggernaut Choppers on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Yah Loud packs and molly powder all these n***as pushing out Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks The realest n***a that I know ain't never sold dope Yah The hardest n***a that I know ain't never served time Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner Woo And I brought that dog back to the set n***a you know me for that Shout out to my n***as from D.C. with them scorpion backs Keep this strictly business you can't mix up your homie with that One day you might have to clap a n***a no glory in that Feel like I'm outgrowing all my friends, n***as thinking small Yah Gon' have to write them all a check, just to get sh** was all Yah Turn right back around and write them another one when they trick it off Yah Get successful and watch how quickly n***as get in their feelings dog b**h Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition n***as worse than a side b**h, they can't quite stay in a position Don't know what n***as crave more, money or a-f**in-ttention And these the n***as I'm cool with My enemies I have yet to mention f** 'em [Chrous] I got cake b**h can't everyday be my birthday Yah You can't take me off first place on my worst day Yah Streets dry n***as thirsty So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake Have a n***a on some underneath-the-earth sh** My n***a [?] caught a murder on his first lick These animalistic instincts that we was born with Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign b**h Woo Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them [Verse 2] Names I be calling her n***a I know you be dogging her What kind of man is you that your hood [?] Yah I'm postal [?] Woo [?] range guns, bu*ter n***as get margarine Yah p**y n***as can't play they part we dearly departed them Crip like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and 'em I rap but I keep weight And I know the streets take n***as out the game my baby momma told me be safe Why Turned around and said f** safe I stay dangerous Yah In the set with [?] no chopper my chain dangling Word Up In the set with deuce I be blood and we gang ganging 'em My n***a Corleone and Diego they smash craniums Yah Living life on high speed n***a that's just the lane we in About to cop a Porsche from that the packs that Freddie Kane get in [Chorus] I got cake b**h can't everyday be my birthday Yah You can't take me off first place on my worst day Yah Streets dry n***as thirsty So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake Have a n***a on some underneath-the-earth sh** My n***a caught a murder on his first lick These animalistic instincts that we was born with Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign b**h Woo Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them