PAGANS

[Intro]
Aye
Settings
Yeah
Jordz
(I am new machine)

[Verse 1]
Aye, drop a tune watch it bang (Facts)
Raise the bar let 'em hang (Facts)
I got Miles in my corner (Yeah), I don't need another man (No)
I don't need a hundred man (No)
I got all the hunger man (Aye)
If I put me at the top (Huh?), you can't put me under man
Yeah (Go)
Aye, nonstop when I go (Facts)
I don't even do road (Facts)
Catch a body for the bros
Man are cooking up the lease (Sheesh), but they still do the most
Last nigga that tried (What?), family couldn't find a pulse (Bap, ghost)
Fake brothers I avoid, I don't want nothing with them
Boydem bother thе boys, but look at the strength (Look at the strеngth)
Strength
I know niggas wanna be me
I go blind on a beat, but its them that can't see me

[Chorus]
Okay crazy
Big batty ting tryna have my baby
A&Rs that be fuckin' with my patience
Mind my business when I'm dumping on these stages
Mind my business when I'm tryna make my papers
Yeah, this shit is crazy
Drawing hands, yeah I'm praying for my pagans
I ain't had a decent night of sleep in ages
In the lab cooking tryna make a statement

[Verse 2]
I got man so upset with themselves (On my life)
On my life, man have tried, but they've failed (On my life)
Tryna get the sauce so it helps (Help)
But it's dead, word to Specs, it's an L (Word to Specs)
I was in the booth as a youth with the juice (Juice)
You said you were too, but you weren't, where's your proof? (Show me proof)
Yeah, tryna kill anything in my view (View)
Them man look like food (Food)
I don't wanna look like you (No)
Yeah, I don't [?] what you mean?
Niggas know my [?] (Facts)
Night shift with the Gs (Bow)
[?] spliff for the team (Jheez)
Big toke means big smoke, my eyelids doin' lean (Smoke)
And lean (Smoke)
And lean (Smoke)
And lean (Smoke)
Yeah, wagwan akh?
Me an machine don't slack
Put me up on that track (Do it)
Carry it on my back (Bow)
Pussy'o yute, keep that energy that you had (Keep it)
A man tried to mug me once and now he's asking me for some raps

[Chorus]
Okay crazy
Big batty ting tryna have my baby
A&Rs that be fuckin' with my patience (With my patience)
Mind my business when I'm dumping on these stages (On these stages)
Mind my business when I'm tryna make my papers (Make my papers)
Yeah, this shit is crazy (This shit is crazy)
Drawing hands, yeah I'm praying for my pagans (For my pagans)
I ain't had a decent night of sleep in ages (Not in ages)
In the lab cooking tryna make a statement