Gilbere Forte - Anigma lyrics

(Intro) I need 100 dollars, maybe a million. (Verse) Waking up to credits, my life is a movie, co*king back my prayers, no pressure can shoot me, Fashionable late, Givenchi can shoot me, A thousand miles per hour, that Bugatti is goodie. Balling out I got coach, gold line on these hoes, Touchdown and they fell, you know how many f**ing records I broke Life’s moving too slow, future calling my phone, Angels on that voicemail, daddy please come home. It’s that trailer sh** that I know, my dreams kicking indoors, f** the life that you chose, my smoking mirrors I broke. Fear Jackson with the DO happen, Blowing up like it never happened, Never satisfied till I’m 55, been selling this crack sh**. sponsored links Busting all that b**h sh** that your hoe try to f** me in, Top flowing like anywhere, no inch plus for your counterfeet, It’s so high I talk to god and my androids can see you blink Lord know it is my time, lord knows it is far crime. (Hook) This is anigma, Middle finger to you fake n******gs, This is anigma, These n******gs can’t match you figures. (Verse) All the money and the cars, talk about it, talk about it, It’s everybody living large, talk about it, talk about it, All my real n******gs in the build’, talk about it, talk about it, All the bad women making noise, talk about it, talk about it. This is anigma, raised in hell, cooked in holy baking soda, 87 drinks, wake you, watch your f**ing coma, It’s cold in the middle when the heat is on, Why the f** is cry around me, you just saw they ain’t seen alone. Life’s cla** for that skype call, ease you up on my lighter, Too many money on my life fall, Push me up and I drown all. I’m way down till I’m way up, my countdown on a ball’s trap, Four hoes all f**ed up, four hoes all f**ed up. Try to change the liquid that juice go, f**ed up, what a goose go, Last night graced on, last sh** I was at a house party. Same n******g, same crew, watch your girl before she blame you, Bring your weapon, she was on my dick, but I don’t give a f** like it’s game two. (Bridge) I’ve been on some other sh**s since day one, Ask me how I feel, how amazing, Fantastic billion, spent a champagne on your b**h, Why you sing along on my sh**, n******g? (Hook) This is anigma, Middle finger to you b**h n******gs, This is anigma, These n******gs can’t match you figures. All the money and the cars, talk about it, talk about it, It’s everybody living large, talk about it, talk about it, All my real n******gs in the build’, talk about it, talk about it, All the bad women making noise, talk about it, talk about it.