King's Blvd 2 Songtext
von Nana
King's Blvd 2 Songtext
Ay man, just let this shit go in man, I′m trying to get fucking rich bro
I'm trying to get all the money, man I need everything, nigga
I′m 'bout to run up in a motherfucking bank, bro
I don't give a fuck about nothing, I don′t give a fuck about you
I don′t give a fuck about your momma I don't give a fuck about your kids
Nigga I′m trying to get it out here
Nigga I'm trying to get it out, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, get that shit, yeah
Yeah, flow hot as climate or pressure on a diamond mining
And it′s mines I designed it
I've been sent to kill ′em all still I'm on assignment
You the type to shake my hand smile and hate in private
Came from a dark place but the glow is vibrant
You proudly woulda walked through my hood with taped eyelids
Damn this rap shit been a breeze just like fly knit
And I never take breaks I just break silence
I am confident that none of you want conflict
Bodies of Soundcloud rappers all in my closet
So you best tread soft and proceed caution
Mumble on songs it's all making me nauseous
Yes, I drop jewels and gems all in my content
They′ll never dim my light that′s over my dead carcass
You can not foresee my destiny till it's conquered
Sitting on a mountain higher than Lebron′s arch is
Yeah I know you swear you on fire but I douse your house
You on Instagram trynna gain clout from couch
Understand I been official so I doubt your route
East north west niggas in the south can vouch it, go
One for the money, two for the road
Death before dishonor, my nigga, yeah, that's the code
Money over hoes, my nigga, that′s how it goes
Family over everything, yeah, that's how we roll
One time for my G′s, hustling for M's
All through the winter to get they momma a Benz
The highs and the lows either sink or you swim
But you gotta save yourself, let the story begin
I heard a saying real niggas never die
Most real niggas I knew died by 25, yeah, they lied
But still not enough to change what we glorified
An all white Benz or Black 745
You no longer the apple of ya mommas eyes
You skip school for home invasion or homicide
It's how we earn our stripes, never met Virgil but you pushing that Off White
Learning from the big homies thinking you taught right
To reload cartridge and to shoot like Cartwright
Now you fully indebted you get it tatted embedded
By the age of 10 go get a new MAC-11
To be your brother′s keeper is what you lived and you bled it
Going nowhere fast penitentiary where you headed
But most niggas never did it and they put it in songs
Now little white boys rapping along, hold on
Most niggas never did it but they put it in songs
Now everybody start singing along, sing with me now
One for the money, two for the road
Death before dishonor, my nigga, yeah, that′s the code
Money over hoes, my nigga, that's how it goes
Family over everything, yeah, that′s how we roll
One time for my G's, hustling for M′s
All through the winter to get they momma a Benz
The highs and the lows either sink or you swim
But you gotta save yourself, let the story begin
Man, I need the motherfucking Porsche, I need the Lamborghini
I need the Tesla, the roadster to be specific
That motherfucker go zero to a hundred in 0.2 seconds
As a matter of fact I need the Apple concept car
Niggas ain't even got them yet
Nigga I hop in that motherfucker pull up to the Slauson Swapmeet like skirt
I'm trying to get all the money, man I need everything, nigga
I′m 'bout to run up in a motherfucking bank, bro
I don't give a fuck about nothing, I don′t give a fuck about you
I don′t give a fuck about your momma I don't give a fuck about your kids
Nigga I′m trying to get it out here
Nigga I'm trying to get it out, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, get that shit, yeah
Yeah, flow hot as climate or pressure on a diamond mining
And it′s mines I designed it
I've been sent to kill ′em all still I'm on assignment
You the type to shake my hand smile and hate in private
Came from a dark place but the glow is vibrant
You proudly woulda walked through my hood with taped eyelids
Damn this rap shit been a breeze just like fly knit
And I never take breaks I just break silence
I am confident that none of you want conflict
Bodies of Soundcloud rappers all in my closet
So you best tread soft and proceed caution
Mumble on songs it's all making me nauseous
Yes, I drop jewels and gems all in my content
They′ll never dim my light that′s over my dead carcass
You can not foresee my destiny till it's conquered
Sitting on a mountain higher than Lebron′s arch is
Yeah I know you swear you on fire but I douse your house
You on Instagram trynna gain clout from couch
Understand I been official so I doubt your route
East north west niggas in the south can vouch it, go
One for the money, two for the road
Death before dishonor, my nigga, yeah, that's the code
Money over hoes, my nigga, that′s how it goes
Family over everything, yeah, that's how we roll
One time for my G′s, hustling for M's
All through the winter to get they momma a Benz
The highs and the lows either sink or you swim
But you gotta save yourself, let the story begin
I heard a saying real niggas never die
Most real niggas I knew died by 25, yeah, they lied
But still not enough to change what we glorified
An all white Benz or Black 745
You no longer the apple of ya mommas eyes
You skip school for home invasion or homicide
It's how we earn our stripes, never met Virgil but you pushing that Off White
Learning from the big homies thinking you taught right
To reload cartridge and to shoot like Cartwright
Now you fully indebted you get it tatted embedded
By the age of 10 go get a new MAC-11
To be your brother′s keeper is what you lived and you bled it
Going nowhere fast penitentiary where you headed
But most niggas never did it and they put it in songs
Now little white boys rapping along, hold on
Most niggas never did it but they put it in songs
Now everybody start singing along, sing with me now
One for the money, two for the road
Death before dishonor, my nigga, yeah, that′s the code
Money over hoes, my nigga, that's how it goes
Family over everything, yeah, that′s how we roll
One time for my G's, hustling for M′s
All through the winter to get they momma a Benz
The highs and the lows either sink or you swim
But you gotta save yourself, let the story begin
Man, I need the motherfucking Porsche, I need the Lamborghini
I need the Tesla, the roadster to be specific
That motherfucker go zero to a hundred in 0.2 seconds
As a matter of fact I need the Apple concept car
Niggas ain't even got them yet
Nigga I hop in that motherfucker pull up to the Slauson Swapmeet like skirt
Writer(s): Ag, Nana Opong, Rafael Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
