paroles de chanson Stay in Your Lane - Degiheugi , Chill Bump

Yo yo. Mic check. One, Two.
Degiheugi. Chill Bump. Miscellaneous speaking.
This one is for the hustlers, music makers, creaters of dreams.
We're making something out of nothing brothers. Here we go!

Here's the motherfuckin truth – You
Nothing but a goof with a parrot flow.
Your crew's finna meet my boots and my pair of soles.
You see, my goons keep it cool like a parasol
But smell some bad shit and spray the room like an aerosol,
Butcher your fam, put a foot on your banister,
Carry metal bangers – playlists full of Metallica,
Shoot a pussy close up – no footage or camera,
Cans will leave your bladder leaking – Fuller McCallister.
Put 'em up! It's a stick-up. We on a sick power trip.
Clips are sexy beats, they quick to teach a bitch how to strip.
Jacking your jackets and burning shit counterfits.
We'll take your sneaks if we can get a kick out of it.
We can beef and get down to it. I'll pound you and the palls you with,
Leave you clowns leaking brown fluid.
Stand the tallest, hand on your damn cojones.
I'll have your fam running, urine running down your pantalones.

This is for the hustlers,
Doing what it take.
With or without customers,
Putting food up on the plate.
This is for the hustlers,
Doing what it take.
With or without customers,
Putting food up on the plate.

Stay in your lane, I'ma stay in mine,
Kid mind your Goddamn business. Don't front or waste my time.
That's right just stay in your line, I'ma stay in mine.
Kid mind your Goddamn business. Don't front or waste my time.

Motherfuckaz, here we go! This nasty kid will smash your silly ego.
I have to shit on people – laxatives and seagulls.
But don't test me cause you think I'm feeble.
I'm so deadly with the pen, I'm evil - Joe Pesci in Casino.
I ghost-write for over twenty emcees incognito.
Your fans tat my lyrics in their skin with ink and needles.
Yep. I'm kicking back making my connects.
I'm the reason P Diddy be writing all types of necks.
You like to flex – You can try player.
I'm who dimes imagine when they use a vibrator.
Cause my toolie the size of the hugest skyscraper
And my family jewels are made out of groupie fly-paper.
I do despise a hater and what he gone say.
A hater can't imagine where I'm gonna be one day.
Beyond Kanye. Fuck it, I'll be beyond Jay.
Fuck it, I'm the one who should be fucking Beyonce. Ya heard?

This is for the hustlers,
Doing what it take.
With or without customers,
Putting food up on the plate.
This is for the hustlers,
Doing what it take.
With or without customers,
Putting food up on the plate.
(This is for the hustlers) This is for the hustlers,
(Doing what it take) doing what it take.
(With or without customers) With or without customers,
(Putting food up on the plate) putting food up on the plate.
(This is for the hustlers) This is for the hustlers,
(Doing what it take) doing what it take.
(With or without customers) With or without customers,
(Putting food up on the plate) putting food up on the plate.