Prime

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Kai Ca$h - Rap

Prime

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[Intro] Oh, baby, I love you so much, do y— Oh, baby, I love you so much, do y— (Yeah, uh) [Verse] Safe to say I treat the stu' like it's a meth lab Or a crime scene 'cause this where niggas gettin' left at I flex like I'm the hero of my gym class Breakin' shit down, they gave me an Ex-Lax Run laps 'round niggas, come smell my sweat bath Still gettin' situated Money know me well, we been real acquainted Slight relations, a piece of affiliation Bad news, your time's up, can't spare you a minute latеr Finding hard drives in the trash by Brenda baby, I feel еlated How I cover all corners, I'm picture-framin' The price like blood pressure, all rise My numbers get approved by the judge, check 'em Milano, all Italian my font letters Dress better, I'm fly like a front zipper Solid, stand tall as that one center Wemby, I million-man march with just one nigga Hand on my heart, I'm pledgin' allegiance to somethin' bigger Stand in the dark, I'm shadowboxin', in the light, can't do nothin' with him This young nigga troublesome, he King Harris (Oh, baby) Pardon him, I'm smokin' shit (I love you so much) Young Taliban, not Islamic (Do y—) Who got brake pads for me to stop in high pursuit? Find 'em, we puttin' shit on pause like Hamas, no further comments, uh These all byproducts of how I'm rhymin' My design close to godly, he turnin' water to wine Fourth quarter, it's a quarter to 5 I'm in the league, chest crossin' the line And still ain't walked in my prime, for real

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  • Kai Ca$h