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Renzo - Endless Recess lyrics

Artist: Renzo

album: Endless Recess


I used to ball out on the court with all my dawgs, yeah
Now we just ball out, flexin' heavy, livin' large, yeah
Ain't no one gettin' in between me and the clique
Yeah that's my brodie, that's my woadie shit is lit
Used to play just to impress all of them shawties
Nowadays I just show up and bitches want me
Ain't no one gettin' in between me and the clique
Yeah that's my brodie, that's my woadie shit is lit, shit is lit, ayyye ayyye
Yeah
Pullin' up in that beam, shawty fuck with me shawty
Shooters in the back, lil brodie takin' shotty
Ever since I done came up all them older flames want me
Illest out my ends, ain't nobody else can top me
Money comin' in too strong, sauce it to the brodie woadies, yeah
WEFOREVERHOME, that's the motherfuckin' homies, yeah
I can do no wrong, mama always gon' be proud of me
Slidin' through the traffic it's too automatic
I'm steady dodgin' static
Frankie and Renzo steady droppin' 604 classics
Baby we ball like Magic
And the money go crazy, manic
Links on my neck put all my haters in a fuckin' panic
They hate to see me in success, okay
Hate seeing me blessed, okay
Since I took that risk my life feel like endless recess, okay
Y'all do what you can, okay
I do what I please, okay
I just kept my faith now I be ballin' like a king, okay
I used to ball out on the court with all my dawgs, yeah
Now we just ball out, flexin' heavy, livin' large, yeah
Ain't no one gettin' in between me and the clique
Yeah that's my brodie, that's my woadie shit is lit
Used to play just to impress all of them shawties
Nowadays I just show up and bitches want me
Ain't no one gettin' in between me and the clique
Yeah that's my brodie, that's my woadie shit is lit, shit is lit, ayyye ayyye
I be with my friends, I stay with my sins
I feel like it's 2010, man I hope this never ends
I be looking back, ain't no one could match
We was little kids, wish we could go back
Doin' what I want, gettin' what I want
Fuckin' with that bitch, touch me, tag, you it
Waiting for the ring, recess hella lit
We don't give a shit, pop you like a zit
Now I gotta be grown, face shit on my own
Hope it doesn't stop, don't put it on pause
Me, my boys, we ball, turn up in the halls
Don't pick up the calls, we scrap 'til we fall
I used to ball out on the court with all my dawgs, yeah
Now we just ball out, flexin' heavy, livin' large, yeah
Ain't no one gettin' in between me and the clique
Yeah that's my brodie, that's my woadie shit is lit
Used to play just to impress all of them shawties
Nowadays I just show up and bitches want me
Ain't no one gettin' in between me and the clique
Yeah that's my brodie, that's my woadie shit is lit, shit is lit, ayyye ayyye

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