Spoken Word Lyrics

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen

How y'all doing tonight

All right, all right

Okay, yeah, I see you in the back

Aye she fine

Well, anyways, our next person to the stage

he go by the name of AGZVIDA

Yeah, yeah

And I think he got something to say

Give it up, give it up

Uh

Yeah

I'm still tokin', a little more focused

High tolerance, can't do no low dosage

Shit, my raps alone, too potent

Point them out, I don't got no opponents

Shit, I barely got any homies

But I'm still good on my lonely

My son's my angel's holy

My girl booty poking

My grandma watching over me

Hope she proud and she boasting

That her grandson did what he told her

and what he was supposed to

Still got a lot of growing

Still up to early mornings

light work

In the studio rapping like that might work

Well, fuck it, I'll put it out

Got no agenda on my calendar

Why

When they'd rather not listen but only stare

Watch your step, fool

Moving and grooving like this was back in the 80s

Know that these stalkers, they hate me

These jackers ain't cacha wavy, nah

Slow your roll, young man

That shit gon' burn funny

Don't worry about the other side

Focus and get your money

Real Don shit, stay in control

Real player shit, dunk on them hoes

Dunkin from the free throw

Goal is to stay free and not broke

Plus more

Only residuals

Part-time visuals

When you see them coming, stay low

Don't let the recipe ever be known

The game is to be sold, not told

No limits to the words that's spoke

And that's fasho'

Go and light it up

Regardless, we only gon' get higher

Water couldn't put out my own fire

And no lie, I'm still your hoes' favorite desire

So take a nap or get hired, motherfucker

I'm gone

I'm gone

I'm gone

I'm gone