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Suavekid - Pace Lyrics



Suavekid - Pace Lyrics
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It's not always, like this shit bro
Like we out here grinding for this shit nigga
Like we out here try a make it out
Niggas out here frontin' for some fake shit bro
We ain't with that shit bro, we in one circle
And we gon' pick the pace up every time nigga
Cause that's what we do
Ain't no frontin' shit bro
Ain't no chasing fame shit bro
We been doing this shit cause we love it
Right or wrong, (bitch, shit)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
This the type of vibe that a nigga wanna chase
Don't want em to catch up
So I'm picking up the pace
Iced out rollie nigga
Please don't try to gaze
You know you owe me nigga
Pay me up like yesterday
And that shit crazy though
She went and left me cause I'm acting up
Then turn a hoe
I bought a rollie for my wrist
And made the tropics snow
And now she fienin' for my love
You should just let it go, oh
Picking up the pace
Almost jumped into the future
Dior on my fit guess a nigga looking cooler
They don't wanna learn
Treat a nigga like a tutor
Now he kinda trippy cause he saw one of my shooters
Wait, I ain't seen my mom in a minute
Hold up mama I'm tryna win it
They want a nigga to save em forget it
Pop that shit now I'm outa sight
Don't need a redbull to make me fly
So many flows could blow your mind
Trying to copy is suicide
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace pace
Woke up feeling like I'm Joker
Harley Quinn up on my dick
Got a couple shooters when they aim they never miss
Girl I ain't with the game
Told u that tricks are for kids
And we ain't chasing fame
We just wanna represent
Change, Oh my God (oh my God)
I hear you talking all that shit bitch get a floss
This 223 gon' shoot your bitch ass out your crocs
We can leave u laying in that ditch in kriss cross
Wait this beat got sauce
Picking it up, what u mean?
Gucci and Fendi, Céline
Can't even be me in your dreams
I ball for the gang I ball for the team
Faster my pace is supreme
Heard that he live in the scheme
We pushing at you with a beam
Kick of the gate the security flee
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace pace
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Space
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up (yeah)
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English

It's not always, like this shit bro
Like we out here grinding for this shit nigga
Like we out here try a make it out
Niggas out here frontin' for some fake shit bro
We ain't with that shit bro, we in one circle
And we gon' pick the pace up every time nigga
Cause that's what we do
Ain't no frontin' shit bro
Ain't no chasing fame shit bro
We been doing this shit cause we love it
Right or wrong, (bitch, shit)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
This the type of vibe that a nigga wanna chase
Don't want em to catch up
So I'm picking up the pace
Iced out rollie nigga
Please don't try to gaze
You know you owe me nigga
Pay me up like yesterday
And that shit crazy though
She went and left me cause I'm acting up
Then turn a hoe
I bought a rollie for my wrist
And made the tropics snow
And now she fienin' for my love
You should just let it go, oh
Picking up the pace
Almost jumped into the future
Dior on my fit guess a nigga looking cooler
They don't wanna learn
Treat a nigga like a tutor
Now he kinda trippy cause he saw one of my shooters
Wait, I ain't seen my mom in a minute
Hold up mama I'm tryna win it
They want a nigga to save em forget it
Pop that shit now I'm outa sight
Don't need a redbull to make me fly
So many flows could blow your mind
Trying to copy is suicide
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace pace
Woke up feeling like I'm Joker
Harley Quinn up on my dick
Got a couple shooters when they aim they never miss
Girl I ain't with the game
Told u that tricks are for kids
And we ain't chasing fame
We just wanna represent
Change, Oh my God (oh my God)
I hear you talking all that shit bitch get a floss
This 223 gon' shoot your bitch ass out your crocs
We can leave u laying in that ditch in kriss cross
Wait this beat got sauce
Picking it up, what u mean?
Gucci and Fendi, Céline
Can't even be me in your dreams
I ball for the gang I ball for the team
Faster my pace is supreme
Heard that he live in the scheme
We pushing at you with a beam
Kick of the gate the security flee
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace pace
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Pace (yuh)
Space
Pick it up, pick it up
Pace, pace
Pick it up, pick it up (yeah)
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Writer: Romario Pinnock
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Performed By: Suavekid
Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: Romario Pinnock
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