{"id":245536,"created_at":"2021-12-06 10:50:49","updated_at":"2024-06-30 10:46:49","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2021-12-06 10:50:49","original_id":null,"artist_id":25576,"title":"Major","slug":"major-2","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"I mind my business cause I\u2019m business minded\r\nShe use to drive a young nigga \r\nToo crazy until I gave shawty my license, sleeping on me\r\nYou\u2019ll get nightmares \r\nThe music I make timeless \r\nI\u2019m steady moving in silence \r\nI got it right out the mud\r\nNever signing a contract \r\nCause my soul is priceless \r\nShe on her knees cause she faithful \r\nI\u2019m Charlie and she is my Angel\r\nShe missed me I had to show face\r\nSo I whipped that dick out\r\nAnd I gave her a facial\r\nShawty she swallow my twins\r\nAt any league I do it major \r\nOut here I\u2019m feeling like Drake \r\nA young nigga been \r\nOn his worst behaviour \r\nPaper, paper\r\nGrinding we getting this paper\r\nWhat\u2019s double my cup\r\nAnd this glizzy tucked \r\nTo deal with a hater\r\nShawty she swallow my twins\r\nAt any league I do it major \r\nOut here I\u2019m feeling like Drake\r\nA young nigga been \r\nOn his worst behaviour \r\n\r\nKeeping it real what I\u2019m doing\r\nTshini madoda \r\nBanamanga amaxoki \r\nI treat this rap thing like\r\nIt\u2019s maths ngishayi inamba \r\nNou silencio deus falar \r\nNou barohlu ovi nada \r\nEstou comer com meus bradas \r\nShawty pull up to my casa \r\nBeen about my LIFE life\r\nBeen a ghabhadiya \r\nAnd that\u2019s word to Kamu dee \r\nGet your racks up (get money)\r\nGet your bag up (huh)\r\nMoney talks that\u2019s word to\r\nMy upper lip I\u2019m stashed up \r\n\r\nI mind my business cause I\u2019m business minded\r\nShe use to drive a young nigga \r\nToo crazy until I gave shawty \r\nMy license, sleeping on me\r\nYou\u2019ll get nightmares \r\nThe music I make timeless \r\nI\u2019m steady moving in silence \r\nI got it right out the mud\r\nNever signing a contract \r\nCause my soul is priceless \r\nShe on a knees cause she faithful \r\nI\u2019m Charlie and she is my Angel\r\nShe missed me I had to show face\r\nSo I whipped that dick out\r\nAnd I gave her a facial\r\nShawty she swallow my twins\r\nAt any league I do it major \r\nOut here I\u2019m feeling like Drake \r\nA young nigga been \r\nOn his worst behaviour \r\n\r\nMe, myself and I that\u2019s \r\nWhole lot of gang shit\r\nFuck fitting in I got\r\nA gang in me \r\nHear my stories I\u2019m telling\r\nA mansion with these verses\r\nI body a pastor\r\nThey call me triller rapping\r\nMichael Jackson \r\nHow you gone judge me\r\nFor something you don\u2019t have too\r\nShit is outlandish \r\nThese bitches be getting abortions\r\nSo the only thing they raising up\r\nIs standards I\u2019m dripping \r\nThat\u2019s pelican fashion\r\nIn control of my life \r\nBut my temper either \r\nYou question it or get \r\nThe answers uh\r\nFacing my demons\r\nBut 24\/7 my angels they got me\r\nThey looking out \r\nI spat these bars now\r\nI\u2019m getting them dibas \r\nNow robben island \r\nLooking cleared out \r\nIf it\u2019s war then it\u2019s war\r\nGet the missiles out\r\nFuck the circle of life \r\nTook a different route \r\nHad a lot on my plate \r\nTill I dished it out \r\nNow I drip all my fits \r\nThey be leaking out \r\nAll these niggas is lame \r\nIn severe drought \r\nWith the pen I work magic\r\nThey tricking out \r\nWas on lockdown but \r\nThey was still tripping out \r\nI covered my ends till I had this \r\nShit figured out \r\n\r\nHuh\r\n\r\nI was just warming up man \r\nY\u2019all ain\u2019t ready for the flow \r\nThey always say that they big dogs\r\nWhen I see through it \r\nThey ain\u2019t thorough \r\nThey really be muts \r\nI stomp out a pussy ass nigga \r\nThat pussy boy bleeding\r\nMan period that time \r\nOf the month \r\nMy life\u2019s a movie \r\nI\u2019m playing my role\r\nWhen you side characters \r\nIs trying to act tough \r\nAll of you niggas \r\nAin\u2019t doing enough \r\nI\u2019m at the top of the food chain \r\nI\u2019m big with the hunt \r\nAll of my exes think all men are trash\r\nBut funny how they the ones \r\nThat got dumped\r\nI can not go out a punk \r\nI\u2019m about paper and getting this guap \r\nYou do what you can \r\nI do what I want \r\nShe want to smash \r\nI pass I\u2019m blunt\r\nAnd that\u2019s word to Mary Jane \r\nFrom the lows to the highs\r\nGotta aim for the accolades \r\nHow suddenly now you my cousin\r\nCause I\u2019m getting bag \r\nDisregarding my dna \r\nCause all of you niggas \r\nIs fraud foul \r\nY\u2019all live by the morals \r\nOf being 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I mind my business cause I’m business minded
She use to drive a young nigga
Too crazy until I gave shawty my license, sleeping on me
You’ll get nightmares
The music I make timeless
I’m steady moving in silence
I got it right out the mud
Never signing a contract
Cause my soul is priceless
She on her knees cause she faithful
I’m Charlie and she is my Angel
She missed me I had to show face
So I whipped that dick out
And I gave her a facial
Shawty she swallow my twins
At any league I do it major
Out here I’m feeling like Drake
A young nigga been
On his worst behaviour
Paper, paper
Grinding we getting this paper
What’s double my cup
And this glizzy tucked
To deal with a hater
Shawty she swallow my twins
At any league I do it major
Out here I’m feeling like Drake
A young nigga been
On his worst behaviour
Keeping it real what I’m doing
Tshini madoda
Banamanga amaxoki
I treat this rap thing like
It’s maths ngishayi inamba
Nou silencio deus falar
Nou barohlu ovi nada
Estou comer com meus bradas
Shawty pull up to my casa
Been about my LIFE life
Been a ghabhadiya
And that’s word to Kamu dee
Get your racks up (get money)
Get your bag up (huh)
Money talks that’s word to
My upper lip I’m stashed up
I mind my business cause I’m business minded
She use to drive a young nigga
Too crazy until I gave shawty
My license, sleeping on me
You’ll get nightmares
The music I make timeless
I’m steady moving in silence
I got it right out the mud
Never signing a contract
Cause my soul is priceless
She on a knees cause she faithful
I’m Charlie and she is my Angel
She missed me I had to show face
So I whipped that dick out
And I gave her a facial
Shawty she swallow my twins
At any league I do it major
Out here I’m feeling like Drake
A young nigga been
On his worst behaviour
Me, myself and I that’s
Whole lot of gang shit
Fuck fitting in I got
A gang in me
Hear my stories I’m telling
A mansion with these verses
I body a pastor
They call me triller rapping
Michael Jackson
How you gone judge me
For something you don’t have too
Shit is outlandish
These bitches be getting abortions
So the only thing they raising up
Is standards I’m dripping
That’s pelican fashion
In control of my life
But my temper either
You question it or get
The answers uh
Facing my demons
But 24/7 my angels they got me
They looking out
I spat these bars now
I’m getting them dibas
Now robben island
Looking cleared out
If it’s war then it’s war
Get the missiles out
Fuck the circle of life
Took a different route
Had a lot on my plate
Till I dished it out
Now I drip all my fits
They be leaking out
All these niggas is lame
In severe drought
With the pen I work magic
They tricking out
Was on lockdown but
They was still tripping out
I covered my ends till I had this
Shit figured out
Huh
I was just warming up man
Y’all ain’t ready for the flow
They always say that they big dogs
When I see through it
They ain’t thorough
They really be muts
I stomp out a pussy ass nigga
That pussy boy bleeding
Man period that time
Of the month
My life’s a movie
I’m playing my role
When you side characters
Is trying to act tough
All of you niggas
Ain’t doing enough
I’m at the top of the food chain
I’m big with the hunt
All of my exes think all men are trash
But funny how they the ones
That got dumped
I can not go out a punk
I’m about paper and getting this guap
You do what you can
I do what I want
She want to smash
I pass I’m blunt
And that’s word to Mary Jane
From the lows to the highs
Gotta aim for the accolades
How suddenly now you my cousin
Cause I’m getting bag
Disregarding my dna
Cause all of you niggas
Is fraud foul
Y’all live by the morals
Of being fake
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