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Intro (Ft. K$ng V$nny)
00:15
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So Anticipated
02:56
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They Lie
02:12
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Hicks Heights, 57
02:37
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DemiGod Speaks (Skit)
00:32
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L.E.N.
04:43
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Talking Shit
02:52
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Writer's Block
04:14
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Material Girl
03:31
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Hard Times
02:32
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Celis Is Coming
03:58
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Warning
02:57
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Cel/Demi
02:56
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Follow Your Dreams
03:43
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Outro (Ft. K$ng V$nny)
00:17
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[Intro: Celis]
Celis
To all these fake niggas man
Niggas capping and running they mouth
Always talking bout they real, hmm
Talk to 'em Silk
[Chorus: Silk Dollar]
Separate all the real and the fake nigga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil nigga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat bitch made nigga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat niggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a bitch (I ain't never)
[Verse 1: Celis]
Cel---lis always stay ready
To bang out, 16s, R. kelly
Already shit talking, it's smelly
Every verse is dat piff its all headies, hmph
Cel in his prime
Out your minds think your lines better than mine
U lie in your rhymes, move weight? nothing but dimes
And you snitch on yourselves when you telling your crimes
Do anything for clout
Either you be capping or running your mouth
Entertain hoes you be taking 'em out
When you out there tricking we be digging em out
Never lied on my dick
Never hated on a man tryna get bitch
Never will you hear Celis turn into a snitch
Man I ten toes down boy and i ain't never switched
Part of the game is that
Smile in your face, stab you in the back
Jealous ones stay counting your pockets
Be Showing fake love when they really be plotting
Rather have real hate
Than to get fake love
But when you in the game
You deal with all the above
[Chorus: Silk Dollar]
Separate all the real and the fake nigga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil nigga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat bitch made nigga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat niggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a bitch (I ain't never)
[Verse 2: Celis & (Silk Dollar)]
You know me, same old g, stay low key
Still niggas wanna hate on me
Ce la vie get head from a PYT
(But you know she got a man), fuck him O.P.P. (Yeah you know me)
The only opp that I fuck with it
Well, that and opportunity, ain't nothing new to me
I'm use to the foolery
Ain't falling for your tricks man you niggas ain't fooling me
Nah see you all the same, claim to bang
Scared of the hand to hand cause man to man
Niggas can't bring the pain
Cause you know one on one you can't maim the frame
On point like a dot
So I don't front like I'm something that I'm not
Seen other niggas they be doing that a lot
How you pointing out the kettle when you niggas is the pot
Ain't bout the money you got
Ain't about the wheels that you pull off the lot
Ain't about you putting in work on the block
And it damn show about you niggas toting a Glock
A real nigga take care of his kids
Provide for his fam and he handle his biz
A real nigga stay speaking the truth
And don't pull out his gun unless he ready to shoot (Boah)
[Chorus: Silk Dollar]
Separate all the real and the fake nigga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil nigga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat bitch made nigga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat niggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a bitch (I ain't never)
Separate all the real and the fake nigga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil nigga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat bitch made nigga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat niggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a bitch (I ain't never)
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[Intro: Celis]
No more Mr. Nice Guy
My nigga J say I gotta come hard all that humble shit stops now (sighs)
This i show I'm coming all 2020, mean (deep sigh)
[Verse: Celis]
No more Mr. Nice Guy revenge is what I seek
Unless its a 3 way ain't turning the other cheek
This is Celis, getting at any doubters and naysayers
If you got a god, repent nigga and say prayers
On the mic, I'm coming for blood
Ain't scared to get my hands dirty deep in the mud
Pop shit, fall flat a soda losing its suds
And then I grind them all to pieces like I'm breaking up bud, yeah
I'll smoke all of you niggas
And cut you all to shreds stop playing with scissors
Before you end up in the back of one of them hearses
Cause I'm quick to clear your history faster than porn searchers, whoo
Man you might wanna Fall back
Colder on the mic than a hoe that won't call back
Kenan and Kel rappers always thinking they all that
You got it on lock? Shit we know that you all cap, hmph
So nigga stop lying
Heard you niggas rap and it's like they stop trying
Was selling bullshit that these people done stop buying
Just a flash in a pan cause you nigga is not frying
But you was popping even sign with a label
Until you lost flavor, gum under the table
Chewed up and spit out now it's on to the next one
Don't care about the clout boy as long as the checks come
Hard headed you don't wanna listen
Made it to see 2020 still lacking the vision
Looking for attention making childish decisions
Turning into junkies is a head on collision
Got the juice in your world, flying high in sky
This is a warning one more chance you ain't ready to die
Cause when that plane land and cops doing them seizures
You don't wanna overdose and start having a seizure, nah
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Time [Bonus]
02:59
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[Intro: Celis]
Celis
Let's get it
(Griselda by Fashion Rebels)
Yo, what's that one thing in life
That you could never get back
The most important thing that you could ever have
As much as you like you could never buy
Check it
[Verse: Celis]
Ain't it ironic, how people can buy it but never own it
And then some like to take it for granted and never loan it
See all of this is borrowed we only here for the moment
Life is never guaranteed you brothers better get on it
And Ima keep it real and give you all the facts
This is time, that thing in life you never get back
And it ain't no replacement why do you wanna waste it
Just face it see some of you really getting complacent
Either with opportunities that's passing you by
Or you never celebrate someone til after they die
Give roses while they can smell 'em good weed puff and inhale 'em
So if you love somebody then homie you better tell'em
Better yet you better show'em, better late than never
Cause once they dead and buried then they gone forever
Holding grudges on small shit shoulda been making amends
But you listening to eulogies and saying Amen
Better to, try and fail and still have your respect
Then to wonder what could have happened living life in regrets
Cause in this game we call there ain't no mulligans
Look what happen to 24 no Kiefer Sutherland
Just another, taken before his time
Cause it waits for nobody homie get on your grind
You gotta ball hard in this life there's no denying
That your mentality gotta be one under 9
But steadily letting them hours pass
Thinking you can keep turning over the hour glass
You better have a plan when you run out of sand
I still remember when people told me that I was they biggest fan
But they bailed on me and now we don't even speak
Claiming that they loved me but then they made a retreat
Took me for granite when you alive they doing you wrong
But let's see how they feel about me when I'm dead and I'm gone, yeah
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