歌词

Illuminati hunting under moonlight Choppa wake the kids that's alright Yesterday Poppa laid down his life So we best continue his fight like How we take down the ops like they a Christmas tree Lay them six feet under presents below a christmas tree Nothing I ever got ever was free I'm like your baby momma I keep all the receipts Fooled by the banks, drafted in the ranks Can't catch a break, I'm Saving Mr. Banks To raving reviews, I'll be on the news Don't know who Joe Frazier is, cuz I don't know what it means to lose It's all a ruse they say, don't know about that Everything I got fitted I'm a new era cap Probably won't matter out west, they can't get dressed To save their lives black and yellow like a bees nest G450 my pilot be my plug too Cuz being fly same as wearing dope shoes I never lose in the J's, cuz there ain't no L in Jordan But Michael got an L that's why we call him EL Jordan Illuminati hunting under moonlight Choppa wake the kids that's alright Yesterday Poppa laid down his life So we best continue his fight like How we blow up your crib, so the siblings Of the big boss can have those great views While they read the magazine issues That review how you can be a faker you Mask off heck it mask off While we're at it take the fake facade off You ain't really you when your something your not I'm living proof buy my sneakers without bots I see brothers rot in jail, stuck in that hell Iron Pen prison, who gon post your bail Your sentence 20 years, hard as shale My sentences go hard, BAR exam never failed Wingin it, and thats how I'll make it to heaven Im not of the world, I don't even want the Ten The only Off White joints I need i can't really buy Cuz Virgil be designing those up in heaven Illuminati hunting under moonlight Choppa wake the kids that's alright Yesterday Poppa laid down his life So we best continue his fight like The sun may shine, but it won't always tarry Dips into the ocean, actin likes its Jim Carrey Yellow skintight cardigan, he win with the PEDs Melo limelight in Manhattan, he play with the VIPS Burlap jacket, woulda go yard by the sack Yaktrax in winter footprints turn the snow black Cardi B bein honest, turn Kodak yellow black If im being honest, burn that into my CD stack Ya'll count down on the New Year i be counting up Ya'll shy away from danger I greet it sayin sup Ya'll count down on the New Year i be counting up Ya'll shy away from danger I greet it sayin sup Turkish Delight, fly to Turks at night When we touch down, I can barely see the light When I hit the the town I am ready for a fight Cuz in the streets i grip the Uzi tight Get it right, son, get it right Pray with all your might that you get another life Play it right son, play it right Can't ball in the dark if you balling with the white I pick up the phone, the plugs on the other line Telling me that he's got something of mine Headed downtown with a frown on my face Cuz if a cop se me smile then imma get maxed I see him on a corner with a ballpoint pen Writin my name, back to front, ruder Kaelen If he looked in the mirror then he'd see a liar Cuz he charges prices high so his friends can get higher I meet him outside Mickey D's, cuz he pushin D Shades like Gunna pimpin like he pushin P He all in gray, looking like he Robert Lee Drug dealer nation they be trying to secede Cuz all they wanna do is in their life succeed Call my neck a gun cuz my chains got beads My rolli smith and Wesson it still work when it freeze Most comments on the Insta like Kaelen got steeze So I see my man and we talk a little bit He doesn't know I switched sides, sorry I be two-bit I walk away with the dough, them my second loves People see me and they know that's all he does But can't keep having these prices so high Or else all the New York homies leave their vices by the wayside Took the R train to Chinatown, get a bread sandwich Chinese with degrees, they rise like degrees in Greenwich Farmed rice where they growed up, except when the rain glitch Become eyewear pros, that's a Nintendo Switch Back in it, Patek on it I'm blowin up like challenger rocket Packin it, tacky with it I throw down like the young bucks Out here getting buckets I am Giannis with the bucks The ops want them a pound of flesh or 30 ducats Ain't no pin on me, im google maps unmappable I see red through my eyes thats cardinal directional Turkish Delight, fly to Turks at night When we touch down, I can barely see the light When I hit the the town I am ready for a fight Cuz in the streets i grip the Uzi tight Get it right, son, get it right Pray with all your might that you get another life Play it right son, play it right Can't ball in the dark if you balling with the white
Writer(s): Kaelen Ruder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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