Songtext zu 'Energy (feat. MIST)' von Bugzy Malone

(Rymez)

I had to search so deep in my soul to find the old me
From child to og (ah)
When the door was locked, I found my old key
Now we're here with ridiculous p
Got gyal, patrón, and ridiculous weed
That's typical me, I'm a physical g
Sometimes I have difficulty
Tryna figure out how I ended up an MC
I used to flip packs on a daily
Now I put a mortgage deposit on an ap
That's digga deadly m-i-s-t
See me in a bentley, that's b-u-g
Coming past so fast, so you never see me
Blue bag full of magnums on the backseat

You don't really want it with mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this onе's fucking up the club scene
You don't rеally want it with mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this one's fucking up the club scene

Let me see that
Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh)

Did you know I get 'em dizzy with the flow?
And I'm just fucking with them, I don't even do it for the dough
I'm just doing what I'm doing, I'm not even on the road
But I'm getting money like I'm fucking with the encro
Ah, did you know I'm still dodging five-o?
Get busy with the dough, stay skippy with the flow
My bird thought I was cheating, it's just business, babe, yeah, I'm an encro
Have you seen the pirelli's pull up the concrete?
Look, them man have gone too soft to compete
Got everything I ever wanted, I don't need much
Any beat that he give me, it gets beat up
Big zoot with my feet up
Dressing gown with my tea cup, keep it g'd up
Nah, we don't need much (nah)
Make money, not friends, so you better just ease up

You don't really want it with mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this one's fucking up the club scene
You don't really want it with mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this one's fucking up the club scene

Let me see that
Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh)

Now look who's laughing, yet again, we're charting
We ain't your average artists
Are you mad? Are you barking?
We always hit the target
Another empty cartridge
Clart him
War's expensive, so you don't know about warring
Started starving
And then I done a king kong and climbed the empire state building

Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho
Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho

Let me see that
Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, woah (woah)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh)

Yo
Uh
Bugzy malone
M-I-s and a t
You know?
Gang business