Zain2Faded, Pasja - Bel Air Lyrics

Rest In Peace Dilla
Westside Kuda
That’s my nigga
Shouts to don Fabi
Shouts to Kalikliff
Shouts to Daykz the greatest got my niggas right behind me
Pasja
Roll a putcher
If they ever ask me
Then I did it all for HipHop
Didn’t get the bigger picture?
Hit you with the photo crop
You should make a decision quick
Before my niggas bounce...
Cause then we out
We ain’t never looking back
If they ever ask me
Then I did it all for the dawgs
I don’t think that you nigga’s got it you never pressed record...
(Perfect)
BelAir fresh
Like Will Smith
No license still ride my whip
And I’m in the hills I can hide my bitch
Catch me in the VIP
Steady posted by the zip-lock
Highway to heaven can't stop
For a pit-stop
If they ever ask me then I did it all for hiphop
Didn’t get the bigger picture
Hit you with the photo crop
So you know wassup
All my dawgs is in the field
And I
Metamorphosize
I had to use my mind
To utilize
To always climb and...
Proceed to prosper
Please
I defeat these other niggas they par... (paraplegic)
Listen
And they can never get to me
Doggy
I’m an amputee
Cause ima leave a legacy
The shit
Like my intestines be
BelAir fresh
Like Will Smith
No license still ride my whip
And I’m in the hills I can hide my bitch
Catch me in the VIP
Steady posted by the zip-lock
Highway to heaven can't stop
For a pit-stop
If they ever ask me then I did it all for hiphop
Didn’t get the bigger picture
Hit you with the photo crop
So you know wassup
All my dawgs is in the field
I got raps like rat traps
In an attic with rodents
Pluck a feather from a Phoenix
I’m posted
Tryna connect with lady 'cause she fly
She a WiFi hostess
Got my back on the walk like a poster
I only gamble if she let me poker
I’m a chivalrous chauffeur
Denim skirt, green tee and a choker
If i flirt, I love it if she a talker
Appreciation?
I cash my chips , if she is a token
Never lie, Less we lie
The relationship open
Seen em peepin from a distance
Yeah then nigga’s I scoped em
But I quick-e-ly dismiss em
She my Mrs
Because she know I mister her
Picture perfect
Capture all the megapixels
Laughing to the bank
Like the money tickles
Left me in a pickle
Like it’s piggie in the middle
Never fucked with fakes
Loyalty resulted fickle
Why you try and make it complicated
When this could be so simple
Like why you make it complicated
It could be so simple
(Can't stop)

Rest In Peace Dilla
Westside Kuda
That’s my nigga
Shouts to don Fabi
Shouts to Kalikliff
Shouts to Daykz the greatest got my niggas right behind me
Pasja
Roll a putcher
If they ever ask me
Then I did it all for HipHop
Didn’t get the bigger picture?
Hit you with the photo crop
You should make a decision quick
Before my niggas bounce...
Cause then we out
We ain’t never looking back
If they ever ask me
Then I did it all for the dawgs
I don’t think that you nigga’s got it you never pressed record...
(Perfect)
BelAir fresh
Like Will Smith
No license still ride my whip
And I’m in the hills I can hide my bitch
Catch me in the VIP
Steady posted by the zip-lock
Highway to heaven can't stop
For a pit-stop
If they ever ask me then I did it all for hiphop
Didn’t get the bigger picture
Hit you with the photo crop
So you know wassup
All my dawgs is in the field
And I
Metamorphosize
I had to use my mind
To utilize
To always climb and...
Proceed to prosper
Please
I defeat these other niggas they par... (paraplegic)
Listen
And they can never get to me
Doggy
I’m an amputee
Cause ima leave a legacy
The shit
Like my intestines be
BelAir fresh
Like Will Smith
No license still ride my whip
And I’m in the hills I can hide my bitch
Catch me in the VIP
Steady posted by the zip-lock
Highway to heaven can't stop
For a pit-stop
If they ever ask me then I did it all for hiphop
Didn’t get the bigger picture
Hit you with the photo crop
So you know wassup
All my dawgs is in the field
I got raps like rat traps
In an attic with rodents
Pluck a feather from a Phoenix
I’m posted
Tryna connect with lady 'cause she fly
She a WiFi hostess
Got my back on the walk like a poster
I only gamble if she let me poker
I’m a chivalrous chauffeur
Denim skirt, green tee and a choker
If i flirt, I love it if she a talker
Appreciation?
I cash my chips , if she is a token
Never lie, Less we lie
The relationship open
Seen em peepin from a distance
Yeah then nigga’s I scoped em
But I quick-e-ly dismiss em
She my Mrs
Because she know I mister her
Picture perfect
Capture all the megapixels
Laughing to the bank
Like the money tickles
Left me in a pickle
Like it’s piggie in the middle
Never fucked with fakes
Loyalty resulted fickle
Why you try and make it complicated
When this could be so simple
Like why you make it complicated
It could be so simple
(Can't stop)