"Amazing" lyrics
AZ & Mumu Fresh Lyrics
"Amazing"
Yeah, you know
Nigga like me, I love this rap shit
I be feeling like one of them
Them ball players like Lebron or Kyrie
You know, I got dough
I can leave you but if I leave
You still won't love me
Relax and throw one up
Feeling good, just pour me a cup
So what? Nigga, we made it
So many artists can't even tame this, we asians
Relax and throw one up
Feeling good, just pour me a cup
So what? Nigga, we made it
So many things to be done of raiding, it's amazing
Moments in time, alone in my mind
Memories fly birth, it was a bonus to rhyme
I'm soaking in shine, see colors, it's a dope design
Got a kite for my nigga Ike, what he spoke was divine
Cope was in crime, I caught it over grams like spans was shortened
Plans aborted, killers even ran to avoid it
The circle, from Buddha bless to us puffing purple
Public defenders cuffed and crossed enough to judge a jury
Fuck a curfew, street lights kept it bright
Repped it right 'til the time came and left the life
From the fetus to vast prestigious, platinum features
Physicures is my black Adidas, blast the speakers
Police paragraphs are deepest, I'm what has seizures
Like sculptures, I handcraft my pieces
Belief is staying down 'til your haters drown
When you looking for love and it ain't around, I take the crown
Still here, still real and real, into praying no fear, feel it in the air
I'm on that good vine time, what if we cross a line?
And she's over, relax and free your mind
Relax and throw one up
Feeling good, just pour me a cup
So what? Nigga, we made it
So many artists can't even tame this, we asians
Relax and throw one up
Feeling good, just pour me a cup
So what? Nigga, we made it
So many things to be done of raiding, it's amazing
Life reflections on my morning run, feeling top gun
Pecs flexing in the morning sun, blessings on the hunt
These are dolphins, it's my dopamine, clean cocaine
Keep me focused, raise my poka-mine
Coping as I lean off the negative thoughts
Have it over me like vampires, I choose to
Feed the wolf of faith 'cause you don't fear lies
I rap my secrets into tobacco stuff than prentice
I leap into the sky, fly high on you stand-by's
'Cause life don't wait, better take your cake and eat it in the sun
Life said that's happening to you until you pick one
So much uncertainties, certainly causing anxiety
I swear the Uber robot dog is A and iron me
But you can't stop the foot with March of time
You either get in line or your ass get left behind
But you can't miss me with the marker that beasting my palm
'Cause I'll be raising chickens and harvesting on my farm
My Apple Watch alerts me, I be in track
By sight of light but still I think I'm free
My biometric say I'm moving at a good speed
My mind drifts again to another place in scene
Relax and throw one up
Feeling good, just pour me a cup
So what? Nigga, we made it
So many artists can't even tame this, we asians
Relax and throw one up
Feeling good, just pour me a cup
So what? Nigga, we made it
So many things to be done of raiding, it's amazing
Nigga, we made it (We made it)
Nigga, we made it (We made it)
Nigga, we made it
Celebrate 'cause we made it
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album:
"Truth Be Told" (2023)
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