It Was a Pleasure (feat. ChefboyarDEE) - Khi

Yeah it was all dream Now I'm on the run like a fiend Stacking bars tryna get the cream Reppin' CMB with the team! Yeah it was all dream Now I'm on the run like a fiend Stacking bars tryna get the cream Reppin' CMB with the team! What you know about the illest streets? Wouldn't walk a mile with no shoes on ya feet Call yourself a God stealing Beats We keep it real bringing in the heat Half these rappers living in the past Legends tell me I'm the future lock the ego in the stash Life's crazy now these hoes wanna give me ass But I ain't tripping I'mma get the cash! Trained hard to be a master of flows Aim the stars to rise up from your toes Fake people made my heart so cold Now they all acting like I'm they foe! I work more I ain't a fan of talking shit Stop hating yo can see you stalking shit Ain't no stopping I'mma just keep rocking shit Man up homie you ain't nothing but a walking bitch! Yeah it was all dream Now I'm on the run like a fiend Stacking bars tryna get the cream Reppin' CMB with the team! Yeah it was all dream Now I'm on the run like a fiend Stacking bars tryna get the cream Reppin' CMB with the team! Ride around till I won't get out Pass the round till i have no doubts In my world till i reach those clouds Dream about in these seamless crowds K-I-M-B-U-L-A and K to the N making our way We make sure fake rappers wont stay We counting days till the big pay day! I make music for my own gateway I don't give fucks,to those whose gonna stray I'll make sure to keep you out my lane When I'm getting the big pay pay! If I make it I'll never let it change me Bros and foes stop being lazy And start grinding for the pay-sheet I hope one day you'll make it! Yeah it was all dream Now I'm on the run like a fiend Stacking bars tryna get the cream Reppin' CMB with the team! Yeah it was all dream Now I'm on the run like a fiend Stacking bars tryna get the cream Reppin' CMB with the team!

You know Sometimes you just gotta Be the bigger person in a relationship I mean We all make mistakes You know sometimes You just gotta say "I'm sorry" Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out I was chilling with the homies Had a few drinks Got a little tipsy, I won't lie In the studio catching that vibe Then the home boys wanted to go out They already in the mood So I'm tryna sort it out, hey You at home with the little one You worried 'cause you know When I drink with the fellas, it's a different bay Baby I ain't sweating these shorties So why you hanging up when I'm talking? You gotta trust me girl Don't worry Breaking up just ain't in our story And when I'm with the crew We don't really hang anymore So when we drink it's like We ain't never seen it before So you don't have to stay up Or wait for me And I'ma be home No need to stress for me, girl Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out Now you don't wanna talk to me You mad at the fact You tried to text but no reply You couldn't sleep in the middle of the night 'Cause the thoughts that be running through your head While you've been all alone it's enough to make you trip, hey Even worse when you're tryna get a hold of me Callin' on my phone and it's going straight to voicemail See I know you're gettin' exhausted And you're sick and tired of the fighting But you gotta trust me girl, don't worry Breaking up just ain't in our story So let me hold your umbrella while we get through the storm And despite all the drama we will get through it all Mistakes were made don't give up on me 'Cause you deserve the respect and loyalty, hey Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out Where do we go? What do we do now? Can we just start over? I just wanna work it out

Uh yeah, that's all right Lend us a voice in this howling night Just about a month ago You made a promise, babe, not to go Yes, you did now You were the heart and soul One to the nightfall One to the stars One to the haunted Fools we are One to remember One to recall One to acknowledge Just how sweet it was, yeah Just about a month ago You made a promise, babe, ain't that so Yes, you did now Into this howling night You got You got You got You got me so You got me so low I wouldn't lie, babe Not again It's such a crime To while away my time One to remember One to recall One to acknowledge Just how sweet it was We were so happy We were okay We let our good thing, honey Just slip away Lend us a voice in this howling night One to the nightfall One to the stars One to the haunted Fools we are One to remember One to recall One to acknowledge Just how sweet it was, yeah We were so happy now We were okay We let our good thing Slip away One to acknowledge Just how sweet it was, yeah Just about a month ago

Uh Yeah (Ayo RAN, turn that up) Aye GTA 2 You know the vibes Uhh Yeah Yeah Aye Yeah, uh I got some shooters they dumping them loads, they ready to get it they ready to go I got lil shawty i'm fucking her good, I told her right after don't hit on my phone I got some shooters they rated 5 stars, you better off if you just leave them alone Me and my niggas, we might do a mission, I can not leave if I don't got a pole Look at my shooter, he dump it and aim All of my shooters, they don't got a range Hit you where ever, them niggas insane Talk to you bitch and i'm givin' her game Nigga don't miss, call him hunnid percent Takin' your bitch and i'm payin' her rent We duckin' them opps, by takin' a jet Don't play with my boys, make your dawg need a vet We in that 2-seater Lambo There ain't nowhere that we can't go My niggas shoot like Rambo He dumpin' shots like we don't need ammo Fuck a lil bitch, she a vibe If there's a problem, then me and my niggas could slide Promise that one of yall die Better be ready to go, cause I don't be wastin' no time Lil brodie be walkin' with .9's I gotta fuck on your bitch cause she fine Straight to the action, don't give you no sign You say she yo' bitch, but she really be mine Don't talk 'bout my dawgs, cause they really don't play Told 'em don't worry, you know that we straight He talking too much, so we took of his face You niggas too slow, no we can't race Get a new car, put in the tints That nigga got dirty money, he needa go give it a rinse Niggas be talking to much, but they ain't making no sense Niggas be talking out the neck, they gotta pay they expense I got some shooters they dumping them loads, they ready to get it they ready to go I got lil shawty i'm fucking her good, I told her right after don't hit on my phone I got some shooters they rated 5 stars, you better off if you just leave them alone Me and my niggas, we might do a mission, I can not leave if I don't got a pole Look at my shooter, he dump it and aim All of my shooters, they don't got a range Hit you where ever, them niggas insane Talk to you bitch and i'm givin' her game Nigga don't miss, call him hunnid percent Takin' your bitch and i'm payin' her rent We duckin' them opps, by takin' a jet Don't play with my boys, make your dawg need a vet I got some ice on my neck If he run up then he need a vest Fuck it hollows go through the chest My niggas hold chopper and TEC's Just throat and that got him upset Baby, I get high like a jet Tote so many guns, i'm a threat She keep fouling, just give her the tech She blow me down like a ref and she blowing up my phone Giving me stress and I told her leave me 'lone I'm counting up checks For my ex All up in my laboratory, no Dex To the next, bad bitches not getting no sex Not tryna flex, heard you was down and we stepping yo' neck I got the cool keys to my city Fuck the opps, tell them niggas come get me Boujee hoes, yeah you know I got plenty Yo' bitch a bop D-lo Give him smoke, chemo The gun got a scope, peephole The drum hold more than 50 shots, he opp And that nigga getting dropped, shotgun yeah i'm calling all the shots I got some shooters they dumping them loads, they ready to get it they ready to go I got lil shawty i'm fucking her good, I told her right after don't hit on my phone I got some shooters they rated 5 stars, you better off if you just leave them alone Me and my niggas, we might do a mission, I can not leave if I don't got a pole Look at my shooter, he dump it and aim All of my shooters, they don't got a range Hit you where ever, them niggas insane Talk to you bitch and i'm givin' her game Nigga don't miss, call him hunnid percent Takin' your bitch and i'm payin' her rent We duckin' them opps, by takin' a jet Don't play with my boys, make your dawg need a vet