F4 Cage - Da Intro

If it's smoke I ain't running
I got money steady coming yeah
Bitches steady coming yeah
They Kno how I'm coming yeah
If you think I'm cold now just wait until the summer yea
Cut my baby momma off done with all dat drama yeah
Other rappers simmer down me I just get more hot

Niggas asking what I mean I got this game on lock
Got sum Sins that I regret I'm hoping God forgive anigga

If them crackers right about Jesus just don't forget anigga
He know I'm the realist nigga
How could he forgive a Killa
Thats what I repeat back to myself when I'm in a mirror
Do or die gotta get this bread call me Cage Panera
Tryna slide panamera
Im the hottest habanero
Haters giving up they got me all up in they speakers now
Haters turn fans cause I'm steady dropping Esther now
Hate to see it even now
Hate to see me eating ha
Calimari eating out
Fake friends I'm weeding out
Fuck her once
Quick to cut a hoe off if she easy
Might just keep her she need me
Stretch her out den she feed me
Momma had a c section
So thank Ms Wanda you see me
Say she love me like wanda
The one who birth me not Stevie
Shining Stevie can see me
Cant deny it I'm blessed
Aggression made me progressive
My struggles brought me success
They say it's lessons in chess
Good teachers forever learn
I told you that I'm blessing I'm just giving back what I earned nigga
Good times dark ways nigga
I swear to God I put my all into this shit

Written by:
Caleb Robinson

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