Zakariah - Good Evening

Good evening
Tell me how you're doing
Tell me what you're saying
I ain't playing
And you ain't paying
I'm done entertaining
All These cappers
And all fakes
Too much complaining
All snakes
And all these rats
And all them pagans
Miss good evening
What do you need
Is it love or greed
Is it one good deed
To help mislead
All the misfortune
Or hate that breeds
All Up in your core
Round of applause
Jaws hit to the floor
Everytime you walk
Everytime you sore
Miss good evening
I'm here for Long haul
The french say Bonjour
I say Wagwon
Gal what's your number
I like that bunda
I like that cake
Let's make it date
Treat it like your birthday
You got one wish
And I need one kiss
And that's all it takes
Miss good evening
What are the chances
I saw you dancing
You saw me glancing
Now we passing glasses
And trading answers
But there ain't no cheating
Cause you got full marks
You got A*s
It was 10
Out of 10
Before
It even start
It's burns me up inside
The question of do or do I die
The question of shall I live and try
Or make the bed and say goodnight
But now I'd rather say good morning
Cause I can't have all you morning
Cause I can't have all you moaning
Cause I can't have the fakes cloning
I heard they miss you when you gone
If that's the case miss me already
I ain't trying be on your level
I ain't trying be too petty
I want my income steady
I gotta leave a few behind
Close the door you the line
Doors open like just the saying
Just gotta kick couple down
There no renown with out now
So soon I'll be that child
So soon I'll be that
So soon I'll be to wild
Like I am too loud
Like I am too chatty
Like I am too proud
Like my hairs too curly
Like the birds are up too early
Or was I just up too late
Time has never been mate
Before I knew it was gone
Before I knew so where they
That's why I'm making these
Before I ball and fade away
Good evening
Tell me how you're doing
Tell me what you're saying
I ain't playing
And you ain't paying
I'm done entertaining
All These cappers
And all fakes
Too much complaining
All snakes
And all these rats
And all them pagans
Miss good evening
What do you need
Is it love or greed
Is it one good deed
To help mislead
All the misfortune
Or hate that breeds
All Up in your core
Round of applause
Jaws hit to the floor
Everytime you walk
Everytime you sore
Miss good evening
I'm here for Long haul
The french say Bonjour
I say Wagwon
Gal what's your number
I like that bunda
I like that cake
Let's make it date
Treat it like your birthday
You got one wish
And I need one kiss
And that's all it takes
Miss good evening
What are the chances
I saw you dancing
You saw me glancing
Now we passing glasses
And trading answers
But there ain't no cheating
Cause you got full marks
You got A*s
It was 10
Out of 10
Before
It even start

Written by:
Zak Bradley

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