Chris Cyphaz - Cyphaz Central

DoBetta n***a, you don't know the talk
DoBetta n***a, you don't know the gang
Yea i got moves like Michael
Watch how I'm coming down the middle lane
Let me show you how a n***a run shop
Let me show you how a n***a run game

DoBetta n***a, that's a 1 way
Plug walk, all down the runway
All talk, when you gotta talk gun play
Split your wig like banana sundae
Fuck the struggle like this
Ima hustle like Nip
Victory lap, till i dip
Get off the sack of my d**k
Chris on the track and that's lit
We innovate and they copy that quick
They infiltrate and say it happened like this
Well ima say a lil something like this
Fuck you, while i hold my d**k
Oh this swag you can't copy
That melanin in my body
Ya whole career is my hobby
Home boy I'm fresh as the lobby
I ride around like a blessing
Not stuck with usher confessions
I know thy self with no question
Wax on my blunt, call it dressing
Forced pressure make diamonds
Over everything, and still climbing
No ownership, no comment
You running fast, i'm jogging
I'm not a color in box
Why do you work for the op
You say it's all bout the kids
Well who got control of your block
Why you don't know you're on top
Why you don't know that you're great
We was here before the state
We was here before the apes

DoBetta n***a, you don't know the talk
DoBetta n***a, you don't know the gang
Yea i got moves like Michael
Watch how I'm coming down the middle lane
Let me show you how a n***a run shop
Let me show you how a n***a run game

DoBetta, that's my code
Stick to my tribe i know
Only place to rise, i go
B***h i shine, i glow
Never been the type to buy a hoe
But if i want, i can buy ya hoe
She know I'm king off of my approach
And you're that n***a always flying coach
Yea, no fucks given to a n***a though
Yea, know i gotta roll in my own lane
Yea, ya boy still flyer than a Benzo
Yea, you know i stay rolling up indoor
No chill
Call me the pilot that have no wheels
Sky enterprise, when i fly, bro kill
Competition try in disguise, no real
All you gotta do is be yourself
All them other n****s ain't no help
And when you start to do the fucking work
Everything will come in like belt
MAC & cheese in the pack, okay
Gotta stay clean like that olay
You don't believe, well n***a go pray
I'm on a different level, my n***a don't wait
Please
My n***a don't wait
Nah Nah
My n***a don't wait
Don't wait n***a
Ha Ha Ha
Real eyes realize real lies, b***h
Kill me now, i still rise

Written by:
Chris Cyphaz, Christopher Bryant

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