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Cyhi The Prynce

Genres: Hip-Hop

Closer Lyrics - Cyhi The Prynce

Oh, that's how long (that's how long), that's how strong 

(That's how strong) 

I'll be lovin' you, baby 

(T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together) 

(T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together) 

 

Yeah, CyHi 

This flow deserve a Kevin Liles 

The shit can't help but touch you like a pedophile 

My people say I stressed 'em out, so I left the house 

Now I'm running the streets with some Detroit players 

Running laps around you niggas, I'm on my 7th mile 

A special child with some things I need to reconcile 

Cydel Young, got my rap name from sellin' loud 

'Cause Cyhi got a ring to it like a wedding vow 

I grew up stealin' money out my momma purse 

Now I'm buying everything I promised her 

She don't want nothing else on this Earth but see her son in church 

But just the night before, we was robbin' and runnin' work 

Bought a onion first, sold nothing more than a hundred worth 

But wear the under, the undershirt if you wanna' lurk 

Had money on my head 

Some niggas wanna' murk 

I used to rub my tummy like my stomach hurt 

'Cause I hate the place I'm in, I don't even feel safe with friends 

My life is too stressful to bring a baby in 

If you not 'bout the mission, can't be my lady then 

Relationships can get kinda Rocky, my Adrian 

Especially when it's your night at the Apollo 

Huh, I might Basquiat the Picasso 

Talkin' to Pablo, face-timing from Croatia 

He said, CyHi be patient, you know your time is getting 

 

Closer, well, well 

(T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together) 

 

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Cyhi, huh 

My partner robber Peter 'cause he owe Paul 

.38 snub, the revolver got a nose job 

I used to talk to the plug long distance 

Heard echoes 'cause they was listening, damn, that was a close call 

Can't doze off, the cousin of sleep is sure to get you 

Bemoan a pistol 

When I draw you know it's stipple 

Niggas switch sides, your partner's above the rim 

You ever been in the middle of preying on some niggas hoping the Lord forgive you 

If I don't go ten times platinum 

I'm the closest thing to diamond with rhyming Swarovski crystals 

I'm not here for the shits and giggles, 

Tell my sisters that I'm almost home 

I hit a triple, got caught for travelin' 'cause I was tryin' make it double 

Stayed at the brickhouse, but what's funny the shit was stucco 

Hurt to see my class walk, and I ain't get to graduate 

My parents washed their hands with me, like before you grab a plate 

I was on punishment, still coming in after eight 

The belt don't hurt no more, she can tell when she look at my face 

I was a castaway, had to learn how to navigate through the alleyways, then pull up on you the Cali' way 

I did some shit I can't elaborate 

Tried to serve some niggas I ain't know, that was my last mistake 

Satan, I know I'm one of your favorite soldiers 

But I can't help you no more, 

'Cause me and Christ is getting 

 

Closer, well, well 

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together 

Closer than close 

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late... 

 

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