Privilege Songtext
von Styles P
Privilege Songtext
Lucky to know you, you know
Got good genes, boy
Hahahahaha
Let me get to it
Throw on a beat, say somethin′ slick to it
Find me a town and run bricks through it
You thinkin' coke, I′m thinkin' '
Bout bricks and stainless steel and oak
Fly shit to build me a new post
Maybe a high rise, yeah, I rise high
Smoke right after I pray, I′m a five guy
May the day go well
That′s a long way from prayin' may the yayo sell
Mama said I was an angel but the halo fell
Had fiends online like it was AOL, hmm
Rap′s spooky, link dookie
Chick all on my dick and she ain't roofied
I′m married, love, you should carry on
Unless you puttin' work in that carryon
Hop off the plane, play the coupe and put Barry on
You know the vibes
President of the hood, nigga, it′s notarized
Hoped you get the picture, my nigga, it's polarized
And they said I go dumb but you know that I'm Yoda wise
No paper, no ink, my nigga, I just think
What if I told you I found the missing link
Throw everything at you except the kitchen sink
Or we can add that too
Seventeen in the clip and you can have that too
Know I made the kind of music niggas bag up to
And I still pick up pennies, shit add up too, yeah
Know it′s nowhere in the Ghost
We don′t do that snake shit, even Bo is gettin' choked, nigga
(Know it′s nowhere in the Ghost
We don't do
That snake shit, even Bo is gettin′ choked)
Today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the Earth
When you look around, wouldn't you consider it privilege?
If I pour my soul out, will the floor drink it?
I want more so I′m thinkin' what the Moors thinkin'
If your gut fucked up, what is your core thinkin′?
From the mud, when I slide, will the floor sink in?
I think deep, countin′ the wolves, they eat sheep
If you think about the niggas we pull, they knee deep
Fuck that, I got waist deep
And dove in, I ain't thinkin′ 'bout my safety
If you got a wealthy soul, where is the safe key?
Hmm, that′s a question the Ghost askin'
I can get the answer, I dig in the smoke bag
Light one, then travel and bring you a quote back, ow
Today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the Earth
When you look around, wouldn′t you consider it privilege?
Got good genes, boy
Hahahahaha
Let me get to it
Throw on a beat, say somethin′ slick to it
Find me a town and run bricks through it
You thinkin' coke, I′m thinkin' '
Bout bricks and stainless steel and oak
Fly shit to build me a new post
Maybe a high rise, yeah, I rise high
Smoke right after I pray, I′m a five guy
May the day go well
That′s a long way from prayin' may the yayo sell
Mama said I was an angel but the halo fell
Had fiends online like it was AOL, hmm
Rap′s spooky, link dookie
Chick all on my dick and she ain't roofied
I′m married, love, you should carry on
Unless you puttin' work in that carryon
Hop off the plane, play the coupe and put Barry on
You know the vibes
President of the hood, nigga, it′s notarized
Hoped you get the picture, my nigga, it's polarized
And they said I go dumb but you know that I'm Yoda wise
No paper, no ink, my nigga, I just think
What if I told you I found the missing link
Throw everything at you except the kitchen sink
Or we can add that too
Seventeen in the clip and you can have that too
Know I made the kind of music niggas bag up to
And I still pick up pennies, shit add up too, yeah
Know it′s nowhere in the Ghost
We don′t do that snake shit, even Bo is gettin' choked, nigga
(Know it′s nowhere in the Ghost
We don't do
That snake shit, even Bo is gettin′ choked)
Today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the Earth
When you look around, wouldn't you consider it privilege?
If I pour my soul out, will the floor drink it?
I want more so I′m thinkin' what the Moors thinkin'
If your gut fucked up, what is your core thinkin′?
From the mud, when I slide, will the floor sink in?
I think deep, countin′ the wolves, they eat sheep
If you think about the niggas we pull, they knee deep
Fuck that, I got waist deep
And dove in, I ain't thinkin′ 'bout my safety
If you got a wealthy soul, where is the safe key?
Hmm, that′s a question the Ghost askin'
I can get the answer, I dig in the smoke bag
Light one, then travel and bring you a quote back, ow
Today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the Earth
When you look around, wouldn′t you consider it privilege?
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