Charlie Ray No Name lyrics
No Name
Charlie Ray
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[Verse 1: C-Ray]
Yeah, remember me?
He used to rock the braids and the baggy jeans
Here to kick it off or spit this spark with the gasoline
Leave a skittish mark on any bars trynna catch a dream
This hip-hop heart is beating
We got bring the atropine
I'm here to blow your speakers, come and see me in the bleachers
Test then I’d a beat ya then you see that it's procedures
Dressing me a seizure and I respect that ever
But they reckless on a record
Then I get the swiffer sweeper and clean house
Top to bottom when I spot em
If it's looking like a problem I be looking like I’m probably finna sleep now
And get to snoozing on these wannabe's
Cats who want the beats and want em free cause they don't wanna bring the green out
So how do they expect to rake in any cash in any fashion when it take this shit to make it
That's when I get to laughing when they after me for tracks
These rappers I can't stand em and they faculties is whack
But I need the dough so I can feed the little titan well
So I'm in no position to be picky bout the clientele
Cause I'll really hurt ya if I gotta for my son
And they know I really do this, don't get caught up in the fun
Like the only time I kick is when I step out for the show
Handle business say goodbye like it’s checkout at the mall
I have fun, I make the most, and I know it’s on such a low-scale
But everybody plays it up and rides each others coat-tails
Yeah, remember me?
He used to rock the braids and the baggy jeans
Here to kick it off or spit this spark with the gasoline
Leave a skittish mark on any bars trynna catch a dream
This hip-hop heart is beating
We got bring the atropine
I'm here to blow your speakers, come and see me in the bleachers
Test then I’d a beat ya then you see that it's procedures
Dressing me a seizure and I respect that ever
But they reckless on a record
Then I get the swiffer sweeper and clean house
Top to bottom when I spot em
If it's looking like a problem I be looking like I’m probably finna sleep now
And get to snoozing on these wannabe's
Cats who want the beats and want em free cause they don't wanna bring the green out
So how do they expect to rake in any cash in any fashion when it take this shit to make it
That's when I get to laughing when they after me for tracks
These rappers I can't stand em and they faculties is whack
But I need the dough so I can feed the little titan well
So I'm in no position to be picky bout the clientele
Cause I'll really hurt ya if I gotta for my son
And they know I really do this, don't get caught up in the fun
Like the only time I kick is when I step out for the show
Handle business say goodbye like it’s checkout at the mall
I have fun, I make the most, and I know it’s on such a low-scale
But everybody plays it up and rides each others coat-tails
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