Wow, it really pays to be the boss
Better known for "The Chozen" he got the sauce
When it comes to the Island I am the source
Carry work in the back of the iron horse
Get the dividends, split wit kins, stashin' coke in a Michelin
Pitchin' grams, get you jammed from a post on ya' Instagram
Keep it official fam, pistol grip i'mma' hit you, blam
Clap for that four-five, I'm a Donovan Mitchell fan
Still getting big over a card deck
Push-ups then take it right to the bar reps
In 30 years I ain't seen no one such as myself
I can't even masturbate because I can't f*ck wit' myself
Little niggas' still talkin' that lame shit
I'm back up on my Chozen for the game shit
For that feddy, rock a mask on some Bane shit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Wow, ain't a nigga thas' as cool as I
A newer ride, same blue on a doodoo fly
I'm an animal, they wanna' see me euthanized
Can't stay in the rain, A is Supa Dupa fly
Yes, I'm still given them the syllabus
Ya' mans talkin' shit for you, a ventriloquist
Life is a bitch, Karma is her little sis
Money can't change me well, maybe just a little bit
Hit a level not a soul will reach
Out of this world and far from in your solar reach
I'm your highness, listen on the thrown I preach
Donate a relief for the song I just destroyed the beat
And wait for Trump to throw the paper towel
That heavy contact, thas' a flagrant foul
Watch ya' mouth, don't even say shit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Wow, lookin' on in amazement
Ya'll should kneel at my feet, no engagement
Chain is hangin' round' my neck, no enslavement
Made a choice but i ain't talkin' no Ye shit
F*ck a nine to five, it don't pay shit
Real slavery's working minimum wage shifts
Duck for cover when the gauge grip
Whole new chapter, now the page flip
Now ya' got me really goin' ape shit
I'm whippin' up the batter like it's cake mix
Trench coat, dark shades, on my Blade shit
"Automatik Muzik" on the playlist
Still I ain't nothin' to play wit'
Watch me whip nigga' ain't doin' that "Nay Nay" shit
Where you think the name is from, the AK spit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
A1 the Chozen - Frankie Beverly & Maze Lyrics
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Wow, it really pays to be the boss
Better known for "The Chozen" he got the sauce
When it comes to the Island I am the source
Carry work in the back of the iron horse
Get the dividends, split wit kins, stashin' coke in a Michelin
Pitchin' grams, get you jammed from a post on ya' Instagram
Keep it official fam, pistol grip i'mma' hit you, blam
Clap for that four-five, I'm a Donovan Mitchell fan
Still getting big over a card deck
Push-ups then take it right to the bar reps
In 30 years I ain't seen no one such as myself
I can't even masturbate because I can't f*ck wit' myself
Little niggas' still talkin' that lame shit
I'm back up on my Chozen for the game shit
For that feddy, rock a mask on some Bane shit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Wow, ain't a nigga thas' as cool as I
A newer ride, same blue on a doodoo fly
I'm an animal, they wanna' see me euthanized
Can't stay in the rain, A is Supa Dupa fly
Yes, I'm still given them the syllabus
Ya' mans talkin' shit for you, a ventriloquist
Life is a bitch, Karma is her little sis
Money can't change me well, maybe just a little bit
Hit a level not a soul will reach
Out of this world and far from in your solar reach
I'm your highness, listen on the thrown I preach
Donate a relief for the song I just destroyed the beat
And wait for Trump to throw the paper towel
That heavy contact, thas' a flagrant foul
Watch ya' mouth, don't even say shit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Wow, lookin' on in amazement
Ya'll should kneel at my feet, no engagement
Chain is hangin' round' my neck, no enslavement
Made a choice but i ain't talkin' no Ye shit
F*ck a nine to five, it don't pay shit
Real slavery's working minimum wage shifts
Duck for cover when the gauge grip
Whole new chapter, now the page flip
Now ya' got me really goin' ape shit
I'm whippin' up the batter like it's cake mix
Trench coat, dark shades, on my Blade shit
"Automatik Muzik" on the playlist
Still I ain't nothin' to play wit'
Watch me whip nigga' ain't doin' that "Nay Nay" shit
Where you think the name is from, the AK spit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Better known for "The Chozen" he got the sauce
When it comes to the Island I am the source
Carry work in the back of the iron horse
Get the dividends, split wit kins, stashin' coke in a Michelin
Pitchin' grams, get you jammed from a post on ya' Instagram
Keep it official fam, pistol grip i'mma' hit you, blam
Clap for that four-five, I'm a Donovan Mitchell fan
Still getting big over a card deck
Push-ups then take it right to the bar reps
In 30 years I ain't seen no one such as myself
I can't even masturbate because I can't f*ck wit' myself
Little niggas' still talkin' that lame shit
I'm back up on my Chozen for the game shit
For that feddy, rock a mask on some Bane shit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Wow, ain't a nigga thas' as cool as I
A newer ride, same blue on a doodoo fly
I'm an animal, they wanna' see me euthanized
Can't stay in the rain, A is Supa Dupa fly
Yes, I'm still given them the syllabus
Ya' mans talkin' shit for you, a ventriloquist
Life is a bitch, Karma is her little sis
Money can't change me well, maybe just a little bit
Hit a level not a soul will reach
Out of this world and far from in your solar reach
I'm your highness, listen on the thrown I preach
Donate a relief for the song I just destroyed the beat
And wait for Trump to throw the paper towel
That heavy contact, thas' a flagrant foul
Watch ya' mouth, don't even say shit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Wow, lookin' on in amazement
Ya'll should kneel at my feet, no engagement
Chain is hangin' round' my neck, no enslavement
Made a choice but i ain't talkin' no Ye shit
F*ck a nine to five, it don't pay shit
Real slavery's working minimum wage shifts
Duck for cover when the gauge grip
Whole new chapter, now the page flip
Now ya' got me really goin' ape shit
I'm whippin' up the batter like it's cake mix
Trench coat, dark shades, on my Blade shit
"Automatik Muzik" on the playlist
Still I ain't nothin' to play wit'
Watch me whip nigga' ain't doin' that "Nay Nay" shit
Where you think the name is from, the AK spit
Before I let go, "Frankie Beverly and Maze" shit
Writer: Limel Small
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid