Woah

[Chorus 1: popsnotthefather]
Woah, please get the fuck out my zone
Said she gon' ride for me
I can't catch feelings for hoes, no
Wait, please get the fuck out my zone
Said she gon' ride for me
I can't catch feelings for hoes
No, wait

[Verse 1: Besa Pharaoh]
Uh, yuh-yuh-yuh
Woo, uh
This here bang from the gate, uh
Only the East can relate, uh
No cap, more capital
Raising steaks like I'm picking up my plate, uh
Smoke on my herb
Then what ?
Sit back and observe, uh
Give zero fucks, but I'm far from a virgin virgin (oooh)
Niggas kiss their teeth when a nigga showed up
All these whack motherfuckеrs, I ain't showin' no love
I don't beg no pardon, ain't no stalling
Go collect a bag, if it grow on trees I'm raking up thе rest
Beat on my chest
Woo-woo-woo-woo, beat on my chest
Shots never penetrate, I rock a vest
Got the wave documented like Clout Cassette
Son of God, I'm the son of Pac
Sonning someone's pops
Son of a gun, I'm meant to pop
Stick in your lane and play your part
Pharaoh kanieval might pull a stunt
Love the back talking, I don't front
Ain't no funds, we robbin' em
Kill a career no problem
Offered prayers like pastors men, like pastors men
I'm just a man, what more could I offer them ?

[Chorus 2: popsnotthefather]
Woah, please get the fuck out my zone
Said she gon' ride for me
I can't catch feelings for hoes, no
Wait, please get the fuck out my zone
Said she gon' ride for me
I can't catch feelings for hoes
No

[Verse 2: Cxntent]
Uh (uh)
Please get the fuck out my zone (yeah)
You wanna ride for me (uh)
I do not ride for my foes
Woah, wait (yeah)
I do not fuck with these hoes (woo)
And they wanna ride for me uh
But I stay attached to my dough (woo)
'N you know I’m hungry for more ey
I need more eggs on my toast ey (yeah)
Pour some champagne for the toast ey (uh)
For all the times we were broke ey
'N you know we feeling the aura (yeah)
When you step into the place (woo)
'N we just serving that base
'N we bring it straight to your face (Uh) ey (Uh-yeaaah)
Shouts to the dogs that are resting
In memory pour up some more to remember them (Woof)
'N we know that you with us in spirit n memory
Thanking the lord just for guiding us (Woof)
You’ll never know when your time is up
'N that’s why we throwing our lighters up
Killing these records on records 'n bodies on bodies so go ahead line them up
Yo' who want the smoke ? Better sign ’em up
Leave you real comatose when the fight is up
Coz' I’m counting these blessings 'n blessings 'n lessons
I swear that’s the only thing grounding us
Step in the eye of the storm 'n that’s where tornadoes are born
I come with supremacy, no ultimatums
You know I’m the real Jason Bourne, woah (Yeaaah)

[Outro: popsnotthefather]
No, wait
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