Matt McGhee – Permission Lyrics

Produced By: Baze & Matt McGhee
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[Intro]

[Verse 1: Matt McGhee]
Yeah, uh
I’m in a different place than I was a year ago, you can hear the flow
And I’m that nigga that everybody be switchin’ on
But it’s all cool, I keep it cool, keep it movin’, goin’ back to how it was when I was in school, so fuck you dudes
Nigga, I done came up, my name up, and y’all niggas stayed the same
Nigga, get’yo weight up, I’m paid up, nigga we not even gettin’ the same bucks
Nigga fuck yo’ swag, we don’t rock the same stuff
And fuck yo’ girl, y’all broke up yesterday huh? Well I fucked before y’all made up
I’m reachin’ my destiny, ain’t nobody as fresh as me
I’m about to start chargin’ niggas if they want to stand next to me
You thought you were hurtin’ me, but you brought out the best in me
Y’all niggas think I’m cocky? Well, I’mma be that aggressively
I’m kissin’ on her neck, she askin’, “Why you keep testin’ me?”
Can’t control herself sexually, so she broke me off specially
Keep it on the low, never tell a thing
At the show, everybody rockin’ out to Android 17
AVION, REST IN PEACE

Grammy Family, Kool Klux, STΛY GXLD and Chess Team, takin’ over the game, so y’all better respect it B
Respect it, or get checked bitch and I put that on my momma'nem
‘Bout to fuckin’ blow up, man it ain’t no one as bomb as him
Word to Saddam and them

Hook:
I don’t want’chyo girl, you can have her, have her. (x3)
Besides, I probably know someone that had her, bastard
I don’t want’chyo girl, you can have her, have her. (x3)
Besides, I probably know someone that had her, bastard


[Verse 2: Matt McGhee]
Keep up nigga
Uh
She on my dick so hard, that shit crazy
But she don’t even know that don’t shit phase me

Other niggas y’all be fuckin’ wit’ be sittin’ on they ass get up and get it, stop being lazy
Vans on my feet, like I been skatin’
They ain’t give it to me, so I had to take it
Crack flow like a nigga from the eighties
I’mma hundred percent, and y’all flugazy
Independent, sound like I made it
I’m just walkin’ in the path of the greatest
Gotta thank my mom for the way she raised me
She told me I was a leader when I was a baby
Now, look at where we at, gettin’ chauffeured in the back
Top floor of the buildin’, roof top suites is phat
These niggas think I’m a problem ‘cause I say what’s on my mind
Still not givin’ a fuck, you mad? Then, tough luck
These ol’ niggas just need to move around for the new wave
Y’all washed up like new fades, we rolled tight like new braids
It’s all gold, ain’t shit changed
We royalty, y’all just slaves
Not just one award, tryna get eight
And not one city, tryna get states
And not just one country, I want it all, the world is mine
So I’m about to fuck it like the girl of mine, but you can keep yours though

Hook:
I don’t want’chyo girl, you can have her, have her. (x3)
Besides, I probably know someone that had her, bastard
I don’t want’chyo girl, you can have her, have her. (x3)
Besides, I probably know someone that had her, bastard

Bridge:
Ridin’ wit’chyo girl ‘cause she wanted me to (COME ALONG) (x2)
I just want to prove supporters right and prove the doubters wrong
Ridin’ wit’chyo girl ‘cause she wanted me to (COME ALONG) (x2)
I just want to prove supporters right and prove the doubters wrong

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