"KEY3VA" lyrics
Woah, chaser
Hey, haha
It's Keezy
I say, hello, it's Keezy, nice to meet you
I say, yeah, hello, it's Keezy, nice to meet you
And I know that you sick and tired, but I know how to treat you
And I know that he broke your heart, but I know how to fix you
Get you old boo with the diamonds swimmin' with the fishes
Grown-man business, baby, I'm not playin' with you
Bet you come yourself, come, I'll take care who came with you
First a long time ago, no niggas in this lane with me
Pain cost a lot, ain't a lot of niggas who can hang with me
And the riches ain't the end all be all
Come with Jesus, comeback gangsters, ain't gon' be hard
Not the one, not the two, Keezy three hard
Stayin' out the way, it ain't no way I see a state yard
Good die young, but I know some killers in the graveyard
They had a body, but they over have a body
I know a nigga called a fr— went and bought a Maserati
And it's my life, so it hard not to rap about it
I would probably lift a hand for it, but that's beside the point
Me and Lil Jay, man, pulled the spare, come back and rolled a joint
I started rappin', havin' a daughter really changed my life
I can't say I regret a thing 'cause I'd do it twice
Yeah, huh, I won't say I regret a thing 'cause I'd do it twice
Yeah, I did it once, do it again, ride for my kin
Hey, haha
It's Keezy
I say, hello, it's Keezy, nice to meet you
I say, yeah, hello, it's Keezy, nice to meet you
And I know that you sick and tired, but I know how to treat you
And I know that he broke your heart, but I know how to fix you
Get you old boo with the diamonds swimmin' with the fishes
Grown-man business, baby, I'm not playin' with you
Bet you come yourself, come, I'll take care who came with you
First a long time ago, no niggas in this lane with me
Pain cost a lot, ain't a lot of niggas who can hang with me
And the riches ain't the end all be all
Come with Jesus, comeback gangsters, ain't gon' be hard
Not the one, not the two, Keezy three hard
Stayin' out the way, it ain't no way I see a state yard
Good die young, but I know some killers in the graveyard
They had a body, but they over have a body
I know a nigga called a fr— went and bought a Maserati
And it's my life, so it hard not to rap about it
I would probably lift a hand for it, but that's beside the point
Me and Lil Jay, man, pulled the spare, come back and rolled a joint
I started rappin', havin' a daughter really changed my life
I can't say I regret a thing 'cause I'd do it twice
Yeah, huh, I won't say I regret a thing 'cause I'd do it twice
Yeah, I did it once, do it again, ride for my kin
