My nigga dropping jewels and shit in here
Yeah
Back to the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you lucky
Still looking for some better days
Early 20's tryna find a way
Fast-forward and there's no escape
Talking to God, but you just complain
I'm the same, so I know the difference
I can tell when blessings barricaded
I'm the same, but I boast I'm different
I feel the love when I'm more sedated
You was overhyped, I was over-hated
I was home alone like Macaulay Culkin
Hating positivity
Got me thinking that a nigga broken
Broken like a promise ill-intended
Broken like the f*cking justice system
Broken like my mama's heart when she's sees I went and made another bad decision
Smoking Reggie for an active high
Nah, I'm smoking opps for an active vision
Of the many people who deter our progress
It's a f*cking shame most of them are niggas
That's the shit that's gonna build your hatred
Wear you thin as New Yorker's patience
I know these statements are too problematic to touch em
I'm back in the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you lucky
Lucky, yeah lucky
Did I consent? Then why is you touching
Tired of fighting, tired of running
(Back to the dungeon)
Uhh Run it
If you ain't different, than you are redundant
Stop chasing a bag, chase an abundance
(Back to the dungeon)
Honest
Look at my wallet, and I see a comic
But I'm star, so why would I comment
(Back to the dungeon)
Treason
These niggas is frauds, these niggas is demons
But in the past is where I will leave em
Back to the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you
Just don't freeze when you see her
What are you talking about? I never freeze
Jide-Kun - Alpha Negro II: Tomer's Dungeon Lyrics
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My nigga dropping jewels and shit in here
Yeah
Back to the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you lucky
Still looking for some better days
Early 20's tryna find a way
Fast-forward and there's no escape
Talking to God, but you just complain
I'm the same, so I know the difference
I can tell when blessings barricaded
I'm the same, but I boast I'm different
I feel the love when I'm more sedated
You was overhyped, I was over-hated
I was home alone like Macaulay Culkin
Hating positivity
Got me thinking that a nigga broken
Broken like a promise ill-intended
Broken like the f*cking justice system
Broken like my mama's heart when she's sees I went and made another bad decision
Smoking Reggie for an active high
Nah, I'm smoking opps for an active vision
Of the many people who deter our progress
It's a f*cking shame most of them are niggas
That's the shit that's gonna build your hatred
Wear you thin as New Yorker's patience
I know these statements are too problematic to touch em
I'm back in the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you lucky
Lucky, yeah lucky
Did I consent? Then why is you touching
Tired of fighting, tired of running
(Back to the dungeon)
Uhh Run it
If you ain't different, than you are redundant
Stop chasing a bag, chase an abundance
(Back to the dungeon)
Honest
Look at my wallet, and I see a comic
But I'm star, so why would I comment
(Back to the dungeon)
Treason
These niggas is frauds, these niggas is demons
But in the past is where I will leave em
Back to the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you
Just don't freeze when you see her
What are you talking about? I never freeze
Yeah
Back to the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you lucky
Still looking for some better days
Early 20's tryna find a way
Fast-forward and there's no escape
Talking to God, but you just complain
I'm the same, so I know the difference
I can tell when blessings barricaded
I'm the same, but I boast I'm different
I feel the love when I'm more sedated
You was overhyped, I was over-hated
I was home alone like Macaulay Culkin
Hating positivity
Got me thinking that a nigga broken
Broken like a promise ill-intended
Broken like the f*cking justice system
Broken like my mama's heart when she's sees I went and made another bad decision
Smoking Reggie for an active high
Nah, I'm smoking opps for an active vision
Of the many people who deter our progress
It's a f*cking shame most of them are niggas
That's the shit that's gonna build your hatred
Wear you thin as New Yorker's patience
I know these statements are too problematic to touch em
I'm back in the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you lucky
Lucky, yeah lucky
Did I consent? Then why is you touching
Tired of fighting, tired of running
(Back to the dungeon)
Uhh Run it
If you ain't different, than you are redundant
Stop chasing a bag, chase an abundance
(Back to the dungeon)
Honest
Look at my wallet, and I see a comic
But I'm star, so why would I comment
(Back to the dungeon)
Treason
These niggas is frauds, these niggas is demons
But in the past is where I will leave em
Back to the dungeon
I got job, I hate when I punch in
Pop me a Perc', now I can't function
This my chain, die if you touch it
Snuck in a gun, I'll f*ck up this function
F*cked up some commas, then f*cked up my budget
I'm living wrong, but nigga I love it
You live the same, my nigga don't judge it
You gotta a dream? My nigga you
Just don't freeze when you see her
What are you talking about? I never freeze
Writer: Michael Jide
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid