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Lyrics



AKA - Practice Lyrics





verse 1
Cover the flash on these cameras
I manufacture street anthems
What we talk about, huh, practice
So lights camera action when I get active
Passion, never went outta fashion
Something like Reebok classics
Too many sleepless nights I sacrificed
To fall off the top like dandruff, a champion
ASAP with the bag, G
Yeah I rap but they pay me like an athlete
Plat plaque was the goal, now I got three
Ran track for the gold on my neck piece
Keep it sexy, flexy
But taking it slow never impress me
That's why I got the game by the testis
King Forbes when you address me

verse 2
How many ways to get this paper
No other breaks, no vacation
My daughter face is motivation
Do you got what it takes to be the great one
Eh Eh, no pain no gain
This shit is ten per cent champagne
Balmain, ninety per cent heart break
I don't play no games, this ain't no arcade
It was dark days
Now I'm busy living like Scarface
Now I'm looking for a house
With way more garage space
All I need is Beyonce, then I'm straight
You don't wanna go against me
'Cause my sixteens will give you chesties
Longevity, that's classics
Super Megacy, black magic

verse 3
Everything I ever did, I had to win
Working on my tactics I was shooting in the gym
I'm just tryna elevate the stature
Always seen the bigger picture on the plasma
Open up the safe, I'm running outta space like NASA
Same thing with my trophy cabinet
Captain my captain, take us international
Lead us to a championship you're a natural
Top boy sound, mash up the dance floor
Top two, not two, it's time to tango
Boss moves, I break rules or break ankles
Can't lose I drop jewels at tight angles
I was made for this shit
Can you believe I get paid for this shit
I might just need a parade for this shit
It's time to call it a day with this shit




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