The f*ck is they talking
They needa move
Im going all in
I got nothing to lose
I do this often
But its not to amuse
Im testing limits
Im peeping the view
Nobody to beat
So how can i lose
Nobody to face
Nobody to prove
Im doing me
And it comes with a groove
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob
Holdup
Im breaking it up and im making a mess
Nothing to stress
Drippin my sauce and im placing my bets
Nothing to stress
Skating the streets with a bullet proof vest
Nothing to stress
Im taking off with my bitch
And its nothing to stress
Man im playing these games
Cus they all gimmicks
With no limits
Swerving in and out of each lane
Im all day wit it
So whats good with it
She stay giving me brain
So i stroke in it
Michael Phelps with it
Hair still long same thing
Rockstar with it
So lets f*cking get it
I aint been the same shit changed
Still a boss that aint changed
Thousand miles still in my range
Ex girl say she back in the states
But im busy switching these states
And when im done making these plays
New girl back at my place
That big gas back at my place
Heat on my waist with no time to waste
Liquor by the case when we beat the case
Bitches give me face but stay out my face
Stay in first place and i aint tryna race
F*ck these niggas hating on me
Hate is such a weak emotion
Sometimes i just be wearing all white
Cant look at me whenever i get hit with the light
Angel at bay but a beast in the night
Right
As above so below
Darkness needed for the glow
Aim high and keep it low
River flowing overflowed
Joint rolled its overload
Off the leash and on the road
Karmas coming on her own
This verse is off the dome
Get the cameras microphones
Post marlone is in his zone
Where the wind blows i call it home
Momma knows me I'm a rolling stone
What the f*ck is they talking
They needa move
Im going all in
I got nothing to lose
I do this often
But its not to amuse
Im testing limits
Im peeping the views
Nobody to beat
So how can i lose
Nobody to face
Nobody to prove
Im doing me
And it comes with a groove
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob hold up
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob hold up
Cozee Boy - Fresh Rain Lyrics
Cozee Boy - Fresh Rain Lyrics
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The f*ck is they talking
They needa move
Im going all in
I got nothing to lose
I do this often
But its not to amuse
Im testing limits
Im peeping the view
Nobody to beat
So how can i lose
Nobody to face
Nobody to prove
Im doing me
And it comes with a groove
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob
Holdup
Im breaking it up and im making a mess
Nothing to stress
Drippin my sauce and im placing my bets
Nothing to stress
Skating the streets with a bullet proof vest
Nothing to stress
Im taking off with my bitch
And its nothing to stress
Man im playing these games
Cus they all gimmicks
With no limits
Swerving in and out of each lane
Im all day wit it
So whats good with it
She stay giving me brain
So i stroke in it
Michael Phelps with it
Hair still long same thing
Rockstar with it
So lets f*cking get it
I aint been the same shit changed
Still a boss that aint changed
Thousand miles still in my range
Ex girl say she back in the states
But im busy switching these states
And when im done making these plays
New girl back at my place
That big gas back at my place
Heat on my waist with no time to waste
Liquor by the case when we beat the case
Bitches give me face but stay out my face
Stay in first place and i aint tryna race
F*ck these niggas hating on me
Hate is such a weak emotion
Sometimes i just be wearing all white
Cant look at me whenever i get hit with the light
Angel at bay but a beast in the night
Right
As above so below
Darkness needed for the glow
Aim high and keep it low
River flowing overflowed
Joint rolled its overload
Off the leash and on the road
Karmas coming on her own
This verse is off the dome
Get the cameras microphones
Post marlone is in his zone
Where the wind blows i call it home
Momma knows me I'm a rolling stone
What the f*ck is they talking
They needa move
Im going all in
I got nothing to lose
I do this often
But its not to amuse
Im testing limits
Im peeping the views
Nobody to beat
So how can i lose
Nobody to face
Nobody to prove
Im doing me
And it comes with a groove
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob hold up
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob hold up
They needa move
Im going all in
I got nothing to lose
I do this often
But its not to amuse
Im testing limits
Im peeping the view
Nobody to beat
So how can i lose
Nobody to face
Nobody to prove
Im doing me
And it comes with a groove
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob
Holdup
Im breaking it up and im making a mess
Nothing to stress
Drippin my sauce and im placing my bets
Nothing to stress
Skating the streets with a bullet proof vest
Nothing to stress
Im taking off with my bitch
And its nothing to stress
Man im playing these games
Cus they all gimmicks
With no limits
Swerving in and out of each lane
Im all day wit it
So whats good with it
She stay giving me brain
So i stroke in it
Michael Phelps with it
Hair still long same thing
Rockstar with it
So lets f*cking get it
I aint been the same shit changed
Still a boss that aint changed
Thousand miles still in my range
Ex girl say she back in the states
But im busy switching these states
And when im done making these plays
New girl back at my place
That big gas back at my place
Heat on my waist with no time to waste
Liquor by the case when we beat the case
Bitches give me face but stay out my face
Stay in first place and i aint tryna race
F*ck these niggas hating on me
Hate is such a weak emotion
Sometimes i just be wearing all white
Cant look at me whenever i get hit with the light
Angel at bay but a beast in the night
Right
As above so below
Darkness needed for the glow
Aim high and keep it low
River flowing overflowed
Joint rolled its overload
Off the leash and on the road
Karmas coming on her own
This verse is off the dome
Get the cameras microphones
Post marlone is in his zone
Where the wind blows i call it home
Momma knows me I'm a rolling stone
What the f*ck is they talking
They needa move
Im going all in
I got nothing to lose
I do this often
But its not to amuse
Im testing limits
Im peeping the views
Nobody to beat
So how can i lose
Nobody to face
Nobody to prove
Im doing me
And it comes with a groove
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob hold up
Cozee and sparking
Ill pass you my doob hold up
Writer: Marlon Moreno
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