Intro Songtext
von K Koke
Intro Songtext
You don′t know what time it is right now, man
It's time for that fire in the booth
We got K Kone inside tonight
Yeah, let′s get ready, let's ride
Dun know, stunting and shit all day, innit?
Eighteen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Kone
Yo, this the bad boy DJ Livewire
That day I met my ho, never felt better, bro
Made my dick hard in the park, so I let her blow (Yo)
Bring that shit back, yo
I think I think too much
My whole life got me stressed out
Hoods got me trapped
I′m just tryna find the best route (Yo)
Keep it low pro, get dough, fuck the beef ting
And once you′re in, you're in, there ain′t no retreating
Just firearms beating, blood's on the ceiling
Rats turn to pigs and start squeaking
I ain′t perfect
I'm looking in the mirror at myself like, "Kone, you′re perfect"
Are you home, fam?
Remember when we used to chill and smoke weed
I was a youngin', used to think he was an OG
Our life's gone, so we ride on
The mic′s on, so we write songs (Yo)
Buss your burner
Talking all that murder
It′s the left back, one
Look, see I've been thinking ′bout my life lately
And my life's crazy, it′s kinda fucking with me
It's time for that fire in the booth
We got K Kone inside tonight
Yeah, let′s get ready, let's ride
Dun know, stunting and shit all day, innit?
Eighteen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Kone
Yo, this the bad boy DJ Livewire
That day I met my ho, never felt better, bro
Made my dick hard in the park, so I let her blow (Yo)
Bring that shit back, yo
I think I think too much
My whole life got me stressed out
Hoods got me trapped
I′m just tryna find the best route (Yo)
Keep it low pro, get dough, fuck the beef ting
And once you′re in, you're in, there ain′t no retreating
Just firearms beating, blood's on the ceiling
Rats turn to pigs and start squeaking
I ain′t perfect
I'm looking in the mirror at myself like, "Kone, you′re perfect"
Are you home, fam?
Remember when we used to chill and smoke weed
I was a youngin', used to think he was an OG
Our life's gone, so we ride on
The mic′s on, so we write songs (Yo)
Buss your burner
Talking all that murder
It′s the left back, one
Look, see I've been thinking ′bout my life lately
And my life's crazy, it′s kinda fucking with me
Writer(s): Christian Ward, Kevin Dean Crowe, Erik Reyes Ortiz, Dexter G. Wansel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

