Halo Ceasar - Power (feat. J. Plaza) Lyrics

Aw man me and Traka Traka blowing like a fan
It's Halo Ceasar, and my nigga J. Plaza, let's get it

Aw for f*ck sakes
I eat rappers on my lunch break
I don't know how to hold a pump straight
But I aim it good enough to make you pump brakes
Became allergic to the bullshit
I left my soul at the pull pit
I don't fold like a booklet
And I'm hot on some cool shit
Nigga why is you surprised
It's only me
The same guy that you tried became a beast
I don't let shit fly go underneath
When I listen to ya lies I can't breathe
Pussy don't get no reply I'm at ya door
I show up with either my dick or a snob nose
Then I bang bang bang
Whether it's a nigga or a dame
I ain't pick the pen up for the fame
Ain't no pussy nigga gon' snatch my chain
Yeah I'm in yo city off the drank
Yeah bitch you holdin' up my pay
Talking bout the time and the place
Yeah bitch I got alot to say
Wait I just showed up the at the bank
Wait hol' up they ain't wanna pay
Wait I got a bomb in the bank
Wait now it's a mill in my bank
You know what I mean how it is
In this biz gotta tend to the fiends
Morphine in my bars in my genes
Silver crown gold rings I'ma King
Simmer down you ain't shit to my team
You could drown you could die of anything
Just depends on my mood or the scene
I'ma general I got shooters in the trees
Hey I over stand, get respect from the older men
2 strikes like a bowlin' pen
Pay ya dues if ya owe the man
When I hit it's like a boulder man
Whippin' work in a bowl or pan
One thing about it, they know I got it
F*ck all that poutin', I'ma just shout it
Yeah I got talent, but it's a balance
Bitch you a peon, f*ck out my palace

I shut down your city nigga wait your turn
This wasn't handed to me bitch this shit was earned
Used to eat up in my face now the tables turned
Through my painful journey this is what I learned
Struggle is power you don't stand for shit you cowards
The city devoured All through the scopes from ya tower
Plots from the devil the streets gon burn in a hour
Desire is happiness nigga struggle is power
I shut down your city nigga wait your turn
This wasn't handed to me bitch this shit was earned
Used to eat up in my face now the tables turned
Through my painful journey this is what I learned

Money is power we struggle for hours but hustle for hours (hustle for hours)
Hoes be tryna get nosey they end up stuck in the powder
We gettin' tryna build up like a tower
Them niggas be lying a bunch of em' cowards
I'm up in the clouds and I'm puffin' this sour
I'm hungry right now I'ma f*ckin' devour (yeah)
Any competition, any opposition
Money got me vicious (money got me)
I got lots of missions
I got lots of wishes
Say the sky the limit
You can't box me in it
Boy I gotta get it (boy I gotta)
I can not wait for you niggas no more
You say you need a minute Ion gotta minute
Ready for the war like I got enlisted (yeah, yeah)
Strapped up, back up, round of applause
Don't get clapped up
Used to have trust
That's what got me f*cked up
But I'ma be straight right
Turn the struggle to power yeah, I'ma be great right

I shut down your city nigga wait your turn
This wasn't handed to me bitch this shit was earned
Used to eat up in my face now the tables turned
Through my painful journey this is what I learned
Struggle is power you don't stand for shit you cowards
The city devoured All through the scopes from ya tower
Plots from the devil the streets gon burn in a hour
Desire is happiness nigga struggle is power
I shut down your city nigga wait your turn
This wasn't handed to me bitch this shit was earned
Used to eat up in my face now the tables turned
Through my painful journey this is what I learned

Don't hate the playa hate the game (hate the game)
I love my bitches hate you lames (hate you lames)
I'll kick you out the f*ckin' plane,
On some gangsta shit I changed the game (I did)
Ever since I was kid I knew the streets (streets)
Daddy had to hustle so we eat (eat)
Mama told me son ain't nothing free
Get some money get the f*ck from under me
So I did that then I flip that yeah the pimp back
Use you niggas as my steppin' stones
Home sick always reppin' home
Lonesome leave my money loan
We ain't splittin' shit I rather split ya dome
Steady mobbin' got Al Capone money
King Louise this ain't patrone honey
Boujee never bummy
Catch me outside how bout that
I won't even hide how bout that
Put you on a t shirt how bout that
Money like a preacher how bout that (yeah)
Gators on me haters on me think they wanna hear my testimony
Well first I gotta f*ck with you and second pussy gotta get to know me
I could squash a beef but I don't do bologna
Gotta stack to ya ear but ya phoney
Claim you got a posse know damn well ya lonely
I'm big homie, you gon need some cpr if you come for me
You gone need Jesus you gon need the holy spirit complex lyrics hard not to hear it
When I scream it sound like thunder know ya fear it
Kill the game f*ck a charge f*ck a hearin'

I shut down your city nigga wait your turn
This wasn't handed to me bitch this shit was earned
Used to eat up in my face now the tables turned
Through my painful journey this is what I learned
Struggle is power you don't stand for shit you cowards
The city devoured all through the scopes from ya tower
Plots from the devil the streets gon burn in a hour
Desire is happiness nigga struggle is power
I shut down your city nigga wait your turn
This wasn't handed to me bitch this shit was earned
Used to eat up in my face now the tables turned
Through my painful journey this is what I learned
I shut down your city nigga wait your turn
This wasn't handed to me bitch this shit was earned
Used to eat up in my face now the tables turned
Through my painful journey this is what I learned