On The Regular Lyrics - Dom Kennedy

[Verse 1: Polyester The Saint] 

When the sun falls, I better rise up 

You say you swinging in the streets, homie put your ride up 

I be in the late night, dipping from the coppers 

The birds all buddy but that ain't the only chopper 

I'm finna cop an L go and name her Cyndi Lauper 

Up in the gate, don't wanna be tamed, you know you can't stop us 

Leather on the seat with the custom moon roof 

Pop up the hood, that's a LS booth 

Don't talk if you bluffing, we all pulling up here 

I started out with a bucket, now I'm out here slumping 

I had to hit the brick just to brush up on my hands 

Double up my bands, hustle hard, I'm in the field, you in the stands 

You seeing it, huh? You feeling it, bruh? 

No need for it, bruh 

So now what's up? Come try your luck 

I can't be touched 

My squad's full of a chosen few 

Go get us doing what we supposed to do 

Hella gang, I been cheddar king 

Building paid by breaking rules 

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[Hook: Dom Kennedy] 

Chose a righteous path and I doubled up 

Southern California where we coming from 

Cause to all them schoolers like a movie 

I be putting that in 91 in my [?] 

I just need to go fast 

I just need to go fast 

She ain't tryna slow you down when you coming up with me 

I do fly shit on the regular 

[Verse 2: Polyester The Saint] 

You be doing all that talking but never pop off 

If you step you leaving with nothing so don't you run up 

Picking up the pieces, now watch as your boy cut up 

Focus 4 in the morning before ya little bum's rush 

They say you reap what you sow, I guess I been here before 

My rolls go past the flow and I laugh at foes 

I could hit you with the gangster lean, still in my creeks 

Ain't no faking, I'm freeze, all my haters deceased 

Plus my paper don't sleeve, ain't no waiting the week 

I want that cash in the bag, don't be cutting my cheese 

I'm a walking one man show, baby gon' take you a seat 

Now put the pedal to the metal and turn the keys 

Now you dogging, Yoda chosen 

Palm tree coasting, the world is open 

With the alpine on blast 

Beating up the block, ain't no coming back, ghetto slap 

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[Hook: Dom Kennedy] 

Chose a righteous path and I doubled up 

Southern California where we coming from 

Cause to all them schoolers like a movie 

I be putting that in 91 in my [?] 

I just need to go fast 

I just need to go fast 

She ain't tryna slow you down when you coming up with me 

I do fly shit on the regular