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The Lost Cypher (feat. Dizzy Wright, Euroz & Demrick) (Explicit) - DJ Hoppa/Dizzy Wright/Euroz/Demrick
Lyrics by：Demerick Ferm/Lareonte Wright
Composed by：Lee Gresh/Demerick Ferm/Lareonte Wright
DJ Hoppa
You know
Yeah
Yah
You know there's some ups and downs
That come with the deep route
I bring the freaks out miss it
And make the sleep count
I got my own w**d strain after
My first free ounce
Now I'm drippin' it's easy to make the steeze drown
All I know is Dizzy OG is what Gs breathe down
Smoke out conversate but they can't contemplate
I'm off them concentrates close the case
I murder everything she let me dominate
I'm always on the go I told her andale
S M you know the standards what it stand for
Buy the building build it out you f**king with the landlord
Stay ready so you prepared for
What you didn't plan for
Off the impulse you gotta transport
All I wanted was a piece of the pie
Back in the day when I thought
Pizza was gon' keep me alive
Overlooking queens for b***hes
Showing us that they freaky inside
'Cause shock value is the quickest
Way to an easy demise
You understand me right
The family type but you ain't
Never lost your confidence
Consistent when the streets
Consistently offer the opposite
Now I travel this that
Sun and Moon battle
Sensitive about my s**t
I let these other n***as have you mutha uh
Highligh reel lookin' like Vince
The more you risk the more you win
I'm convinced
F**k s**t in my rearview
I ain't look back ever since
Somewhere chasin' dreams trying
Not to get pinched
Getting checks checking off
My list of dues
Chances are it ain't classic
If it's getting mixed reviews
Wish the playing fields was
Level when they wasn't bending rules
Being this versatile it ain't
A box you fit into
Y'all n***as sweet we on top floors
Not just the best bars but the top flows
Y'all not woke just fake deep like pot holes
And you can plot but there's a
Plan for you only God knows
Slave to these chains on my hands
Neck and wrists
Jesus ain't died for me but
My ancestors did yuh
Everything you hear from the man's effortless
Big LV's boy the mans represents
They upset mad at me 'cause he mad elite
Norman Bates how he at his peak
B***hes struck casino floors
Like it's fashion week
The sayin' goes money talks
So I don't have to speak
Who at the top I need they
Spot like I'm benchin'
Sub me in the game and you
Gon' wish you never benched him
Guarentee we make that money
Back n***a then some
You can smell the scent slow
Burn like a inscen' sss
Burn like a incense
They don't wanna grind they want it at this very instant
Self disciplined dodging inner demons
Good outworked the Evil
Me and God been in agreement
Yeah we out here droppin' classics
While they droppin' names
You might just pick up some game
Boy give this s**t a play
I came from passenger side of the getaway
So I enjoy every bit of fame I get
When I entertain
And every little bit of change that
I made from off this thang
I invest it back in myself praying
For better days
So don't tell me I don't deserve it
And I ain't working
I want the chicken like Church's but
There's sermon in these verses
Yeah b***hes used to curve like cursive
Now I'm wrapped up like a turban
Smashin' in the back of a black Suburban
I leave clean like detergent
Then it's back to the green like it's urgent
Hoppa on the beat
Dizzy on the beat
Euroz on the beat
Moske P Reezy Freeze Peanut you know the team
We known the dream and turned that s**t to real life
Hunnid ten out it Vegas yeah that's what it feel like
Feel like
