Army Regime - Homage (feat. Jetlag Trizz)
I had to get up and goI used to listen to niggas but niggas are broke
Enemies calling you bro
Dimming my spirit and keeping my energy low
I gotta get ghost niggas be lurking
Pull up they ready to murk em' swerving
Food on the plate moving the plates
Like we in churches niggas be servants
I ain't a slave though got niggas on payroll
They'll shoot if I say so
You could judge but the case closed
Saw the judge then the case closed
Only won cause of faith though
All the blood's and the saints know
All I want is a thank's though
Yea and I got it
Too smooth how I move through pockets
Suuwuu with a Rooster roster
Duece duece for the shoe or pocket
Don't play with em'
Pour the forty for the blood's you can lay with em'
Tell a story all you want be on stage with em'
And the grave with em' ain't no saving em'
Look nigga get a bow and an ovation
Send shots for free that donation
Track everything shit to the location
Look everything lit got the stove baking
Had to whip the shit
Only for arithmetic and cash
Shopping spree how she gets me in my bag
Tell a bitch she could miss me with the tag
Not my blood you could miss me with the flag
The money and power I got it
Smoke through the flowers I frolic
Push big weight make room for the spotters
You rat for the cheese so cottage
Gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
The money and power I got it
Smoke through the flowers I frolic
Push big weight make room for the spotters
You rat for the cheese so cottage
Gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
I had to get up and leave
Ripped my heart out of my chest
Put it all on my sleeve
I been the pilot too fly
Keep your foreign drip in America we overseas
We pull up then everything sieged
My whole team dope as a boat with a 100 keys
I'm not the type to beg but nigga, please
See you snakes ratting for the cheese
I don't touch the dope
Designer weed this no boring smoke
With the blue and red like I'm flagging Zoe
Keep my enemies close I befriend a foe
Snakes niggas
I don't counterfeit in with fake niggas
No zeta phi when I beta nigga
Leave em Boosie cut how I fade a nigga
Jet Lag Trizz keep it plain wit niggas
In the cockpit
Quarterback got at least two options
Broke free cant keep me, hostage
Ten toes when I move thru mosh pits
Why play wit em
Shooter got mop its the maid wit him
Everybody drop you can lay with em
Thuggin, like I'm Pac, ain’t no saving him
Why you niggas acting foul you hoes hating
I still cross seas on probation
So I really had bars every location
Wit the Midas touch I was soul-saving
I'm really lit
Never ever sold my soul for cash
Straight face I gotta keep a stash
Same pace why you niggas end up last
This church and I'm speaking to the mass
The money and power I got it
Smoke through the flowers I frolic
Push big weight make room for the spotters
You rat for the cheese so cottage
Gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
The money and power I got it
Smoke through the flowers I frolic
Push big weight make room for the spotters
You rat for the cheese so cottage
Gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
You gotta pay homage to us
You gotta pay homage
Written by:
Kennith Armstead
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