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Brzy - Everything Nicee Lyrics



Brzy - Everything Nicee Lyrics
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Everything drip
Everything nice
High as kite
I'm done being nice
Traps for the mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
Playing for keeps
And its all on the line
My nose never sniffs
I listen to chief
He said let me be brief
I am sure that this is it
Clowns in a circus
I pray that you're finding your purpose
Me never popping those perkies naw
This is a wrap pull the curtain ya
And this is for certain
The lessons I'm learning
You get what you're earning
But I'm counting my earnings
Feeling like Julius Erving
The silver lining ain't always sterling naw
Everything drip
Everything nice
High as a kite
Done being nice
Traps for mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
Keep all yall love
Keep all yall love and that fake shit
I'm high as a spaceship
Real deal never makeshift
You ain't cold boy you fake sick
Steady caught up in the matrix
Picture perfect how I paint it
It ain't dry yet let the paint sit
Everything drip
Everything nice
High as a kite
Done being nice
Traps for the mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
Pray for my friends
I can handle my enemies
Know that a lot of them envy me
Pendulum swing like my dingaling
Thinking its sweet ain't no cavities
No cap I'm cultivating memories
Through the words of attached imagery
Keep my shit private like its Emory
Emory Emory Emory yeauh
I always wonder why they remember me
Remember me remember me remember me yeaaaauh
6 Feet they'll prolly bury me
Bury me bury me bury me yea
But its real shit in my raps
Even if you don't like it we all know that its slaps
Everything drip
Everything nice
High as a kite
Done being nice
Traps for mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
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Everything drip
Everything nice
High as kite
I'm done being nice
Traps for the mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
Playing for keeps
And its all on the line
My nose never sniffs
I listen to chief
He said let me be brief
I am sure that this is it
Clowns in a circus
I pray that you're finding your purpose
Me never popping those perkies naw
This is a wrap pull the curtain ya
And this is for certain
The lessons I'm learning
You get what you're earning
But I'm counting my earnings
Feeling like Julius Erving
The silver lining ain't always sterling naw
Everything drip
Everything nice
High as a kite
Done being nice
Traps for mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
Keep all yall love
Keep all yall love and that fake shit
I'm high as a spaceship
Real deal never makeshift
You ain't cold boy you fake sick
Steady caught up in the matrix
Picture perfect how I paint it
It ain't dry yet let the paint sit
Everything drip
Everything nice
High as a kite
Done being nice
Traps for the mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
Pray for my friends
I can handle my enemies
Know that a lot of them envy me
Pendulum swing like my dingaling
Thinking its sweet ain't no cavities
No cap I'm cultivating memories
Through the words of attached imagery
Keep my shit private like its Emory
Emory Emory Emory yeauh
I always wonder why they remember me
Remember me remember me remember me yeaaaauh
6 Feet they'll prolly bury me
Bury me bury me bury me yea
But its real shit in my raps
Even if you don't like it we all know that its slaps
Everything drip
Everything nice
High as a kite
Done being nice
Traps for mice
I want a loaf not a slice
Rolling the dice
Doing it once never twice
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Writer: Tyrice Fulmore
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Brzy
Length: 3:14
Written by: Tyrice Fulmore

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