February 29th
(专辑: Black Hystori Project - 2014)
[Hook:] Tell the
waitress bring the
bottles Put em in the
ice! I
swear to God that I
have many nights The
fucking bitches live the
marijuana remy life Party like it's February 29th Ninth, ninth We gon party like it's February 29th [Verse 1
CyHi The
Prynce:] And artist like me is seen every leap year So let's party like a
frat-house with cheap beer We the
premier, niggas in the
street dear Keep this piece near, blood on my seat spear Let it be clear, the
only thing that he fears Not being referred as the
black [?] Without ya'll thinking he weird I'm talking John P
quier My shit sheer, I
used to sweep beer But until then I
keep the
presidential Rollie shinning brilliant Feel like I'm Bill Clint Shawty said she wasn't going, but she still went Been around the
world twice, but I'm still prynce I
seen my ex in the
club, she probably got the
same number Call er right now, I
bet you should still be sprint Flew out to Paris, I'm a
send my chauffeur If you call him Pierre, either way it's still French So [Hook] [Verse 2
Jon Connor:] Who am I
to say what I
deserve and if I
really deserve it? I
get to play with these words while the
world is barely keep turning Determined to get it, born in the
city, I
didn't fit in Cause killing was always sought, now we yelling "michigan we did it" I
used to have drama, I
used to not sleep Now I
got a
bunch of J's that have never been on my feet Meanwhile, I'm reflecting, don't take a
second for granted I
just accept that my quest is to be the
best when you handed this oppurtunity Shit, your only choice to go get it, for all my niggas missing I
deserve all these ritches and bitches Who said that I
don't, who said that I
won't be up on some new shit Got two bitches they 22, who making room for a
new chick I
got it I
know I
got it and don't it feel right Shit, I
can't explain with these words what it feel like When everything that you dreamed about is your real life We about to take a
leap of faith like it's the
29th What! [Hook] [Verse 3
Zip K:] It's Zip K
Uh, born raised and Decatur-bred On Thomas Bakery baking, that's that Decatur bread In school, I
majored in major money and major risks I
ain't majored yet but, shit I
pay the
rent Hottest with the
gram since Insta Grown party raps, every bars a
bar mitzvah See how many hoes that new foreign car get ya Trying to live your dreams out before the
law pinch ya Wake up, wake up, trying to get my cake up Cliché, cliché, all the
shit we make up One hit rappers at the
labels 'til they break up Niggas need a
hard drive, all the
space you take up Make room, please like, niggas, uh, move please Now you get the
looks and whispers like "who's these" Never marry pussy I
know she's a
groupy Even though it's tight, I
use that term loosely And uh [Hook] [Verse 4
CyHi The
Prynce:] Back when Twan had the
money collar with the
t-tops Jabo in my Reeboks, I
was trying to beatbox Now I'm in the
CL smooth: Pete Rock We not on the
same level you biatch Y'all won the
BET Awards, I'm trying to win the
EGOT For your information: kiosk Sorry to keep you waitin': Detox Landmark of stone mountain, I'm like the
man street clocks Shit I
might zip up to the
party in a
Fiat Postered like I'm [?], standing on the
furniture I
with the
girl I
used to like in high-school, trying to put my bit in but I
never got my turn with her But tonight it feels right it's like timber for two skies and they go blue mercedes-benz with no roof So let your hair down, you with the
prince for the
night Even though I
never be uptight It don't matter [Hook]