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Patek Lyrics by DiARCHY

2018

[Verse 1: Charisma]
Came through on the bus with the bust down
Young nigga no swag Bout to dump down
On call got my brothers in the cut now
What you thought? Solo was the buzz now ?
About to come down & come eat
I’ve been too high for a minute You niggas could see
I get the joy from my enemies
When they remember me
So i could kill on the beats
That’s true
Bout time I go to work Where’s my suitcase ?
How I catch you redhanded But you blueface ?
Wrap your neck with a shoelace from your new jays
Then hit you with the bat man Like I’m Bruce Wayne
I switch up the flow when I came on it
Cuz I mix it up man I’m James Harden
And I won’t stop killing
Til I’m worth a million
And that’s when the game started
Eat it up But they stay starving
I’m an artist I stay carving
I been writing The day started, when I wake up & play hardest
You cannot contain me
Don’t put up no cage on me
I just ended all relations, cuz honestly I don’t have patience
I just got songs I could do
When we all in the stu
Up on different occasions
And I switched up on locations
Been working these niggas been hating
Up levels these niggas be basic
Call up the main conversation
With my ruler We chasing
The top spot and it makes sense
That I switched up locations
Back n Forth I be pacing
They scared, they thinking i’m Jason

[Hook: Charisma]
I treat my gang like they my fuckin cousins
We join around the table like discussions
Free the guys who’s in the pin for hustling
Turn your back and then there’s repercussions
We like the hornets cuz we keep it buzzing
Charlotte feeling killing niggas hustling
Triple K these people are corrupted
We bussing back there isn’t no discussions

[Chorus: Charisma]
And I put patek on my arms yeah
I through patek on my arms Philipe
I had to ice out my arms yeah
I had to ice out my arms Philipe
I put patek on my arms yeah
I through patek on my arms Philipe
I had to ice out my arms
And I wanna ball
But they wanna call police

[Verse 2: Daniel Smith]
Moving to better things now I got everything
My life is treating me heavenly
Negative energy don't bring it next to me
I don't allow it to get to me
Did it successfully now they're my enemies
I never seen them as friends to me
Money my specialty, filled up with jealousy
They wanna take all my treasuries
I was the one with the shot
Used to be down but I came right back up like a squat
Buy out the stores when we shop
Diamonds are stars on my wrist don't believe me then watch
No one is taking my spot
You'll never make what I make it don't matter the job
Sitting & still at the top
Sky ain't the limit so far up I'm chilling with god

Everywhere I go now I'm the subject
Feel so great when you came up from nothing
Chasing money I'll be always running
Jewelry heavy got a nigga stumbling
I swear better things are always coming
Life is moving fast I'm still adjusting
Talk behind my back I never trust em
Only leave the house when it's productive

[Hook: Charisma]
[Chorus: Charisma]

[Verse 3: Douley Productions]
Who heard of Douley Productions
He blowing up volcanic eruption
I did not come here for nothing
I’m giving heat like an oven
Your shawty see me yeah she blushing
She coming to me yeah she crushing
We had a little discussion
She telling me how she disgusting

Douley Productions is handsome
Promote me call it propaganda
I’m wilding out with the cannon
I am a king Im a panther
To get to the bag they telling me
That my grind is a felony
Why all I’m sensing is jealousy
Why so much negative chemistry
Why can’t they bop to the melody
(And let me be)

I’m up in the kitchen
I’m counting that chicken
I’m whipping I’m flipping
I’m saucy I’m dripping
Chasing the bag, you know that’s my mission
I phase through the negative people like vision
Up on the block, you will see niggas capping
Do not get caught lacking
Two shots in your back end
Gotta stay quiet can’t tell em what happen
Niggas will merc you with zero compassion

Cause I put Patek on my arm yeah
I put Patek on my arm Phillipe
I got the ice on my arm yeah
I got the ice on my arm phillipe
I put Patek on my arm yeah
I put Patek on my arm phillipe
I got the ice on my arm
And I wanna ball, but they wanna I-
(treat my gang like they my fucking cousins)

[Hook: Charisma]
[Chorus: Charisma]
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