Kaza Kid - Rowdy

Yeah
Yeah
Getting rowdy in this piece
What I'm feeling like
Neighbours call on da police
For the second time
Told em they could suck on deez
If they feeling like
Yeah (Ay)
I don't give a damn
What I'm feeling like
Card declining where I stamp
For the second time
Might just run off with this pack
If I'm feeling like (Ay)
Told me tell em my dreams
But I'm terrified of parasyte
Imagine the state
If the downfall a ride or die
War in my matrix
That shit got my very fired
Speaking of change
Turn me yates when I'm verified
Dynamite
Pit in my cup I'm like damnit
I still swigg so mo'
Father help I might die tonight
Niggas was poor
Need a means to live out the night
War with my flesh, still gon' live it up
That I might!
I been thru it
Man I seen thru it
Lived thru it
Like my mental
Even spiritual its inclusive
Had a breakdown
And now I'm tuned up
Coupe up
Momma told me boy you either keep up
Or deuce up
Nigga lose us
If u ever tried to fool us
Wait who what?
Fold that nigga like a foton
Talking used watch
Stuck in his track like its goosebumps
Do one
Try to turn me killa but he's too dumb
Still offended that u tried though
Mind in action in a dark role
You think I'm quiet
But its noisy up in my home
Oh why oh
Salt to wounds if I ever lose control (Ay)
Deep breaths
Like a addict when his eye roll (Ahh)
Bleak pen
Blown vessel cause him die slow
Little psycho
Getting rowdy in this piece
What I'm feeling like
Neighbours call on da police
For the second time (Woo)
Tell em they could suck on deez
If they feeling like
Yeah (Ay)
Ay
I don't give a damn
What I'm feeling like
Card declining where I stamp
For the second time (Woo)
Might just run off with this pack
If I'm feeling like
Yeah (Ay)
Yea
All I did alone was talk
And now I be a bad man
Scam man
Saturated in yo feelings
You gon' be a sad man
Damn man
Boredom a con of being a real con man
Awh man
On a solo mission
God my augment ayee
Where my peace, need a lot of em
Warfare ain't no stopping em
Like my bills they been piling in
Need my piece need a lot of it
They gon' say I talk piss
You piss poor morally
Tip the can
Get your prize up rapidly
I tend to dismiss
If not priority
You'd get the gist
If you ever dealt around with poverty
In search of my coins
Chase like sonic for miles
Stepping on heads
Man I'm skipping the aisle
You stay worried bout next
I'll be there by the hour
They could hate me
But then ill be hotter than shower
Sour
Revenge been a hell of a power
She only devour
I feel like she hungry like chowder
Figure that's why I get louder
Insatiable hunger
I'm proving to me and to no other
Getting rowdy in this piece
What I'm feeling like
Neighbours call on da police
For the second time (Woo)
Tell em they could suck on deez
If they feeling like
Yeah (Ay)
Ay
I don't give a damn
What I'm feeling like
Card declining where I stamp
For the second time (Woo)
Might just run off with this pack
If I'm feeling like
Yeah (Ay)
Yea
Where my peace, need a lot of em
Warfare ain't no stopping em
Like my bills they been piling in
Need my peace need a lot of it
Wooo

Written by:
David Adeoti

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