Chain Gang Pimpin

Album cover art for "Chain Gang Pimpin" by Cakes da Killa

Cakes da Killa - Pop

Chain Gang Pimpin

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Duration: 3:23

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] What you know about secondhand addictions Skin tone restrictions, tryna live a dream with no pot to piss in How we all hotter than hot with no symptoms Hard to connect them dots with no ambition Hard tryna reach for the top with no assistance The whole system set up to keep you in the system We done seen it all, force the kid to the prisons On ya chain gang pimpin' so you can't run a distance High on blue magic, [?] with no mattress Hallways is pissy, stairways is savage Lifestyle struggles of the broke and nameless Can't shoot for the stars if you don't know where to aim it Crabs in the barrel, rockin' fronts just to fake it No need to apply, you already on a waitlist Drilling like a dеntist, no operation Spare a little changе for a little conversation Let me keep the hold, tryna break my soul They say they tryna line me up a game of tic-tac-toe Try to send me out the do' before I make my dough But they could never dim my shine or block my flow Catch me rolling through the hood, four wheels with the traction Cruisin' through the fast lane, no interactions Tryna eat good, soul fish with the cabbage Food stamps spending got you living like you lavish [Interlude] Don't walk away from me Walk away from me Don't walk away from me Walk away from me [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah I'ma need a nymph for my courtside drip If everybody is the shit, they ain't shit like this Why everybody wanna chat but they don't say shit? Talkin' faker than the filter that they use on they pics [?] get cute like they can't get coupes So quick to block fellas for the rendezvous I been the don don, who the fuck is you? If chickens is gettin' hot then chickens is gettin' stewed From the roof to the coupe, none flyer in the booth See me sturdy on the ave, when they see, they salute And I'm ten toes down, beef and brocs like my boots In the thermo with the goose or the slacks with the suit Moving how I move when I walk in every room See my name is only mentioned with the whos of whos Biters is gon' nibble, they studying how I cruise, you could copy every but you can't copy the [?], get a clue No [blue] with witch brew, how you claim a MC but ya lyrics is fufu I been eatin' rappers up with veggies and couscous Bird ain't never been a word, just tweets from cuckoos of the [Outro] Don't walk away from me Walk away from me

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  • Cakes da Killa