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Nick Grant
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The Sing Along
feat. Ricco Barrino Producer:Organized Noize
[Verse 1:Nick Grant] Got me moving slow as a love ballad All up in the club she like all her thugs tatted As the radio plays return of the drug addict Mama youngin was raised they taught me that love matters I can see all your flaws, hiding them not at all Niggas reaching new heights then shortly they fallin off Michael I'm off the wall, typical art of war Everybody's the plug but none you niggas in charge Criminal still at large, fatal just kill em off Niggas is closed minded the label should get involved Bitches cheating on you, ain't no lovin' on the menu Now she with the other nigga like you with the hotter single Mama got another favorite, daddy disappointed in you And they came to get the caddy, how you gettin to the venue Need of revenue, please never let em Jerry Heller you As the regret screams, I pray that the weed settles you Nothing is worse than having it and then losing it The hunger starts fading and then you become cool with it Overnight pjs to coach class stewardess Nothing change I can smell vh1 moving in I'm the one you should ask for It's all the same song what you spinning it back for I swear your last record should've been your last choice Shit is looking like radio made the trap star The sing along
[Hook: Ricco Barrino] Niggas talk about keys and we sing along Preach Niggas talk about bitches and we sing along Ohh Preach Everything codeine, and ya bankroll mean Nigga I'm sleep You didn't even sell your soul it was free It's like you got the same shit on repeat Niggas talk about keys and we sing along Preach Niggas talk about bitches and we sing along Ohh Preach Everything codeine, and ya bankroll mean Nigga I'm sleep You didn't even sell your soul it was free It's like you got the same shit on repeat
[Verse 2: Nick Grant] Ima sight for blind eyes, ribbon in sky Vision 20/20 nobody gifted as I Gotta take care your people my nigga sit and divide Gotta be bout the love and only spit when inspired Lyrical genocide, forever immortalized Numb to the fame, never succumb to the corporate ties Rappers are borderline, stuck in a normal mind I kill em all and lay em in front as the organ cries I'm alive pay your tax never let a comma slide Crazy like lookin In damas eyes If I say it all they plotting on my demise Phenomenon, I'm a god I arrived in all black nigga cause they don't follow the format Of raw rap, tell me what the fuck do you call that Quiet nigga better believe I'm bout all that They all whack It gets worse cause the niggas that we love gave you niggas a hall pass Same song and we all dance Why you dropping the ball uhh, another dark cloud on a poor black Brother trying to make it so I gotta support the sing along
[Hook: Ricco Barrino] Niggas talk about keys and we sing along Preach Niggas talk about bitches and we sing along Ohh Preach Everything codeine, and ya bankroll mean Nigga I'm sleep You didn't even sell your soul it was free It's like you got the same shit on repeat Niggas talk about keys and we sing along Preach Niggas talk about bitches and we sing along Ohh Preach Everything codeine, and ya bankroll mean Nigga I'm sleep You didn't even sell your soul it was free It's like you got the same shit on repeat
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