UFO's Songtext
von KayMuni

I can get you 36 of them half squares
Shawty said that I′m a prick, but I rah cared
Yo I started gettin' made my darg weird
I still serve the fiend if he′s only got half there
I'm on the mway switching lanes
I miss my brother Biggz, and I'm missing dange
They think I′m back in the T, They think I′m hitting stains
Tell the truth, broski I don't wanna hit a stage
Tell the truth, broski I don′t wanna do a show
I put a bizzy on a drizzy that's a UFO
They love me now, but what about when it was you and bo
I never pictured this when I was re-ing on a Q of snow
Gang I used to work the strip til my toes bleed
I watched cats smoke crack till they OD′d
Bitch she used to laugh I was broke, had no P's
Now KayMuni I can take your a hoe for the whole week
I was on closed V′s now we can do top floor penthouse cozy
I been getting money, ask broski
These days I'm shopping, out on sloane street
I'm from Wood Lane, we keep guns under both seats


Brick boy, I started with an 8 ball
I never had nothing so I′m grateful
I just built the chairs and the table, let everybody get a plate full
If rap don′t work, tie the plug up with cables
I wonder where you've been and who you′ve been with
The bitch snitched ion know who to leave the things with
Get the drop that doors coming off the hinges
I slept around crack fiends packs and syringes
At Lyndsie's I made like, 20,000 there
He Used to bring me 20 sales a day I met Calvin there
I felt like Rocky, I was running up and down the stairs
I used to hit towns with bonez and pray we make it out of there
You tap out I dare you, I ain′t got long left
All these politics, I should've ran for Congress
I ain′t answered in 3 days, go take one guess
I'm back on induction cause everything's gone left
You take one step, get shot out your trainers
They said I shouldn′t be up on the block, cause I′m famous
Like, I ain't giving drops to my stainers
It′s still 40 quid for 10 box of the flavors
I need the price to go back down to 26
Now I rap my plug will trust me with 20 bricks
Even though I used to Jack phones like Terry Tibbs
I'm selfish, I had to spend the whole summer selling fish
I spent 10 quid on two drones, and they both crashed
Jail the only thing that slow you down when you live so fast
I never had no credit on my pin and I had no mash
I spent 3 racks on a stick that was my whole stack
It′s lonely at the top, I bet they never been to jail before
Slept in a cell before, felt like they was in hell before
It's better when you win, and all you done was took L′s before
They ain't do shit when I was asking them for help before
I held the door and let everybody in before me
I can't listen to these other rappers cah they′re corny
I′m still in OT 3 20 shots for 40
It's 10+ years, anytime the feds caught me
So I can′t let them catch me again
And you know what we on, so don't ask me again
It′s 3rd strike life they won't pass me a ten
I just pray that the feds don′t harass me again
My shorty in the club drunk texting me, like, when you coming home Kay
I tell her soon, but truth I don't know bae
My next tape cost 10 bricks of cocaine
I'm in my Nike Tech, my shawty in Dolce