Lyrics ESCOBAR - Charisma feat. Marz Drippy

I come from a place where we look up to people like KD, Jay-Z, and Escobar
Niggas be telling me chill, but I cannot slow down I already done upped the bar
Niggas be telling me chill, I put a foreign broad front seat the foreign car
Rocking with people that been there for me, so Ion' be fucking wit none of y'all

They call me Marz Drippy
AKA Mr. put that shit on
I gave niggas hope, I done put niggas on
Got niggas locked up and they not coming home
I got my money up, I hadda shit on em
Future not promised, I hadda bid on it
Never withdraw from no beef I just deposit
Never copping mid, only the exotic
Young from the projects gotta get out like Baby
No I can't give her no ring like I'm Brady
No I can't give her no M like I'm Shady
White uptowns on I still drip like the navy
"I'm never gon make it" that's what they keep telling me (Shit)
Niggas be running they mouth, but Sosa and Swizzo gon blast for me (Gang)
Stay moving in silence, I stick to the code and lesser is blasphemy
They wanna fight over bitches I was done with a month and a half ago
Real always recognize real and my momma raised kids and you just a half a goat
They wanna come around after I'm doing good
Already done gave em mad chances
Bitches be wanting to fuck cuz my wrist lighting up thinking it was some ambulances

I come from a place where we look up to people like KD, Jay-Z, and Escobar
Niggas be telling me chill but I cannot slow down I already done upped the bar
Niggas be telling me chill, I put a foreign broad front seat the foreign car
Rocking with people that been there for me so Ion' be fucking wit none of y'all

I ain't chasing no girl wit no mind test
Told her if I'm a lot then go find less
I'm a prince, fuck you think I'ma die less
Pree the drip, vintage shirt got it fine pressed
With my crew ain't no problems from A to B
She talking bout rates its the way it be
Breaking her scale got her thinking she weighing me
Ask who the kid no debate she just say it's me
To all of the niggas who clicked on this song
Man I love you to death cuz I know that you fuck with me
Chasing this dream for a while and I'm still where I started
I swear it can only get tough with me
Thinking the path that I chose in my head
Writers block page laying broke in my bed
Forgetting to act, got me hoping instead
Got me hoping I win if I lose what the fuck I'ma do
First they was coming with me then they running with you
And they saw the kid rap, monkey see monkey do
I just rap on my pain, coming home from the stu'
Then I stand in the rain, thinking all about you
If all of it's lies what the fuck is the truth
So I stay with the guys, gotta run with the troops
Tell me whatever's real, I don't care to assume
Or I'll air this bitch out
The hitman of the room
Chrissy, Mr. I'm gone she gon miss me

I come from a place where we look up to people like KD, Jay-Z, and Escobar
Niggas be telling me chill but I cannot slow down I already done upped the bar
Niggas be telling me chill, I put a foreign broad front seat the foreign car
Rocking with people that been there for me so Ion' be fucking with none of y'all