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Greyiii - 404 Lyrics



Greyiii - 404 Lyrics




Freddy fang f*ck it up yeah

404 404 404
When I'm the room, gotta bust it to the floor
My girl pray for me, then she pray to the lord
Only time on her knees, cause for me she go to war
(Make it go silent) 404 404 404
To the dark side as you open up the door
Young and in my prime, this my proper state of mind
Flipped the devil over, turn that 6 into a 9

I been in another zone
I been on another wave
Never reached a plateau
There's levels to this thang

Coming back from the temple
In hyperbolic dimensions
I put the paper to pencil
And lit it straight with my mental
See I done reached the ascension
Mind and body connection
Used to wish I was the man, now he's in my reflection

Been through a lot, but I always bounce back (Bounce)
Paid the check in full, cuz i never bounce that (Never)
Love the way she bounce back, tell the bouncer bounce back (Damn)
Da Whole cast goin in so f*ck being an outcast (Uh huh)
I will not be outrapped, never doubt that
Never outlast, parry then I joust back
Know I'm down yeah, for the city know I'm proud that Im from the

404 404 404
When I'm the room, gotta bust it to the floor
My girl pray for me, then she pray to the lord
Only time on her knees, cause for me she go to war
(Make it go silent) 404 404 404
To the dark side as you open up the door
Young and in my prime, this my proper state of mind
Flipped the devil over, turn that 6 into a 9

I been in another zone
I been on another wave
Never reached a plateau
There's levels to this thang

I might
F*ck around and just blow up
Laughter gone cause the jokes up
And even when I'm famous
I stay meditating on locus
Never fix what ain't broken
My mistakes shit I own it
Sinners sin is how the winners win
That's the world we living
But I'm chosen

Sunday nights yeah they golden
Ass phat and she know it!
Take the mic Im flowing
Then I take her home for my sermon
So versatile on verses
No Versa here, but we skirtin
No auto tune, never out of tune
I'm technical like a surgeon

Damn
Wordplay God

Pull up with a bust down for the hell of it
Range Rover to run rounds for the hell of it
Enter meetings with a chain on my neck
Elon Musk
If we do it big, then I'm tryna flex
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English

Freddy fang f*ck it up yeah

404 404 404
When I'm the room, gotta bust it to the floor
My girl pray for me, then she pray to the lord
Only time on her knees, cause for me she go to war
(Make it go silent) 404 404 404
To the dark side as you open up the door
Young and in my prime, this my proper state of mind
Flipped the devil over, turn that 6 into a 9

I been in another zone
I been on another wave
Never reached a plateau
There's levels to this thang

Coming back from the temple
In hyperbolic dimensions
I put the paper to pencil
And lit it straight with my mental
See I done reached the ascension
Mind and body connection
Used to wish I was the man, now he's in my reflection

Been through a lot, but I always bounce back (Bounce)
Paid the check in full, cuz i never bounce that (Never)
Love the way she bounce back, tell the bouncer bounce back (Damn)
Da Whole cast goin in so f*ck being an outcast (Uh huh)
I will not be outrapped, never doubt that
Never outlast, parry then I joust back
Know I'm down yeah, for the city know I'm proud that Im from the

404 404 404
When I'm the room, gotta bust it to the floor
My girl pray for me, then she pray to the lord
Only time on her knees, cause for me she go to war
(Make it go silent) 404 404 404
To the dark side as you open up the door
Young and in my prime, this my proper state of mind
Flipped the devil over, turn that 6 into a 9

I been in another zone
I been on another wave
Never reached a plateau
There's levels to this thang

I might
F*ck around and just blow up
Laughter gone cause the jokes up
And even when I'm famous
I stay meditating on locus
Never fix what ain't broken
My mistakes shit I own it
Sinners sin is how the winners win
That's the world we living
But I'm chosen

Sunday nights yeah they golden
Ass phat and she know it!
Take the mic Im flowing
Then I take her home for my sermon
So versatile on verses
No Versa here, but we skirtin
No auto tune, never out of tune
I'm technical like a surgeon

Damn
Wordplay God

Pull up with a bust down for the hell of it
Range Rover to run rounds for the hell of it
Enter meetings with a chain on my neck
Elon Musk
If we do it big, then I'm tryna flex
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Writer: Freddy Fang, Rudra Gautam
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Freddy Fang, Rudra Gautam
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