Nicólas Soul - 254 to the 615 lyrics

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Nicólas Soul - 254 to the 615 lyrics

Part 1 - 254 [Hook] 254 gotta show my pride 254 til the day I die 254 born on the east side Been a mission to take what's mine 254 motherf**ers x4 [Verse 1] Motherf**er never loved us Just praying to the man above us I been overlooked and underrated Yet over hated & above the basic Nonsense that you motherf**ers play with Kenyan bred But they I sound Jamaican Well I do my damn ting So either way I'm the greatest And if not that At least I'm ya girl's favorite I penetrate the beat Gotta it screaming f** me baby So f**ing crazy How I do this rap thing homie Came from the slums To the rap king dummy 254 Yeah I rep that proudly Born on the east side n***a that's my country Just an ordinary man With extraordinary plans Music on my mind Trying to get it while I can City on my back They yelling get em lil kid Soundtrack to my life n***a this the f**in' Genesis And it go [Hook] 254 gotta show my pride 254 til the day I die 254 born on the east side Been a mission to take what's mine 254 motherf**er x4 [Verse 2] I was born in country Where we don't smile folks So don't expect me to be charming no If you don't like my attitude Homie let it go Young Kanye, damn I got a big ego Living 3 lives Martin, Malcolm, & Moses I chase dreams, fight for peace Make ways for the hopeless And I know a lot of ya'll n***as Really f**ing hoping That I fall on my feet Before I see my life golden Stressing Stressing like motherf**er MILFs get at me Cuz really I'm a motherf**er Repping my country Kenya til the d**h of me 18 physically, 70 mentally And you know this sh** is meant to be Made my own lane Now n***as trying to cruise my street But no sir Nobody really overtaking me Legend in making homie & I'm only 18 And it go [Hook] 254 gotta show my pride 254 til the day I die 254 born on the east side Been a mission to take what's mine 254 motherf**ers x4 [Interlude] 254 to the 615 54 to the 615 x2 Part 2 - 615 Oh that's that sh** 615 yeah we in this b**h [Verse 1] Motherf**er This is real life rap Before I discovered the music I was real upset I would bottle my feelings And just harm my self Monkey in the jungle Trying to survive off scraps In the city that raised me That 615 Man sh** was so brazy I would bleed inside But blood runs dry So when I fell down They told me look up high To the sky To realize these dreams of mine [Bridge] Til the roof comes off Til the lights go out Til my legs gives out Can't shut my mouth Know without a doubt I'm the best now Cuz the 615 Yeah it held me down [Hook] Oh that's that sh** 615 yeah we in this bih (Ohhh) 615 That 615 n***a 615 yeah we in this bih [Verse 2] I've been waiting on this sh** For a long damn time Just mastering flows While the time flies by Born in the 254 But raised in music paradise You're witnessing greatness If I needed to clarify my n***a This that southern flow Always paint pictures Rap Michelangelo or Pica**o, Da Vinci Young soul making history Just a little boy Raised right in the music motherf**in' city

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