Moving In the shadows
Can't let a hater get the best of me
Ive Been cooking so long
I think I finally got the recipe
Still be weird when a bouncer
Get the checking me
See me in the club say Wassup
Cause it aint no checking Me
It's demon tyme
If a dummy try to take my Piece
Won't catch me slipping
While you tryna get back On your feet
It's movie tyme
If you thinking bout Crossing me
Kill my son like kanan
Over power is you shittin Me
Fresh off of surgery
Im backing out like Number 3
This the Heat check
Five like Shaq
Im still number 3
Shots go off
Now everybody get the Prancing
And dancing
Grab the guns
Hold ya bm for ransom
Look
Im from the island
That's forgotten
But never silent
We had the wu blow up
Then cops got shot
Never ends
All this violence
I aint know how to cry
When I'm losing
All of my friends
I gotta go ride for em
Damn
Gotta let it fly for em
When it came to
Reno and Blicky
I swear
That wasn't supposed to
Happen to em
Blicky was supposed to
Be right by my mother F*cking side
Guess what he was doing
He was rapping nigga
Better than all you niggas
It wasn't fair
And I aint cappin nigga
That's on my life
I'll trade my life
It's deeper than rap nigga
If I say we on that time
Youll meet some demons
Try to catch me out her lacking
You won't be breathing
It's over time on these niggas
I been scheming
She drop the addy in my dm
She been creeping
I been on a mission to get It
I hurt some feelings
I done did wrong
Tired of asking for Forgiveness
And Niggas you don't see me with
They aint my business
Don't fix your lips to ask a Question
That'll get you hit
Options
When it comes to
Mary Poppins
Don't complain about a Stem
When you roll that wood
I dont rock Louie
I dont rock Gucci
I aint them niggas
I aint cappin
Why these Niggas postin Like
They the drip
They pay a stylist
Look
Cruising thru traffic
Wildin
All over
Shaolin island
Just Seen wetty
Deadly
She was so friendly
Ehhh
Since you moved
Damn
You aint the time no more
I got my bread up
I dont even need
Ya time no more
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English
Moving In the shadows
Can't let a hater get the best of me
Ive Been cooking so long
I think I finally got the recipe
Still be weird when a bouncer
Get the checking me
See me in the club say Wassup
Cause it aint no checking Me
It's demon tyme
If a dummy try to take my Piece
Won't catch me slipping
While you tryna get back On your feet
It's movie tyme
If you thinking bout Crossing me
Kill my son like kanan
Over power is you shittin Me
Fresh off of surgery
Im backing out like Number 3
This the Heat check
Five like Shaq
Im still number 3
Shots go off
Now everybody get the Prancing
And dancing
Grab the guns
Hold ya bm for ransom
Look
Im from the island
That's forgotten
But never silent
We had the wu blow up
Then cops got shot
Never ends
All this violence
I aint know how to cry
When I'm losing
All of my friends
I gotta go ride for em
Damn
Gotta let it fly for em
When it came to
Reno and Blicky
I swear
That wasn't supposed to
Happen to em
Blicky was supposed to
Be right by my mother F*cking side
Guess what he was doing
He was rapping nigga
Better than all you niggas
It wasn't fair
And I aint cappin nigga
That's on my life
I'll trade my life
It's deeper than rap nigga
If I say we on that time
Youll meet some demons
Try to catch me out her lacking
You won't be breathing
It's over time on these niggas
I been scheming
She drop the addy in my dm
She been creeping
I been on a mission to get It
I hurt some feelings
I done did wrong
Tired of asking for Forgiveness
And Niggas you don't see me with
They aint my business
Don't fix your lips to ask a Question
That'll get you hit
Options
When it comes to
Mary Poppins
Don't complain about a Stem
When you roll that wood
I dont rock Louie
I dont rock Gucci
I aint them niggas
I aint cappin
Why these Niggas postin Like
They the drip
They pay a stylist
Look
Cruising thru traffic
Wildin
All over
Shaolin island
Just Seen wetty
Deadly
She was so friendly
Ehhh
Since you moved
Damn
You aint the time no more
I got my bread up
I dont even need
Ya time no more
Can't let a hater get the best of me
Ive Been cooking so long
I think I finally got the recipe
Still be weird when a bouncer
Get the checking me
See me in the club say Wassup
Cause it aint no checking Me
It's demon tyme
If a dummy try to take my Piece
Won't catch me slipping
While you tryna get back On your feet
It's movie tyme
If you thinking bout Crossing me
Kill my son like kanan
Over power is you shittin Me
Fresh off of surgery
Im backing out like Number 3
This the Heat check
Five like Shaq
Im still number 3
Shots go off
Now everybody get the Prancing
And dancing
Grab the guns
Hold ya bm for ransom
Look
Im from the island
That's forgotten
But never silent
We had the wu blow up
Then cops got shot
Never ends
All this violence
I aint know how to cry
When I'm losing
All of my friends
I gotta go ride for em
Damn
Gotta let it fly for em
When it came to
Reno and Blicky
I swear
That wasn't supposed to
Happen to em
Blicky was supposed to
Be right by my mother F*cking side
Guess what he was doing
He was rapping nigga
Better than all you niggas
It wasn't fair
And I aint cappin nigga
That's on my life
I'll trade my life
It's deeper than rap nigga
If I say we on that time
Youll meet some demons
Try to catch me out her lacking
You won't be breathing
It's over time on these niggas
I been scheming
She drop the addy in my dm
She been creeping
I been on a mission to get It
I hurt some feelings
I done did wrong
Tired of asking for Forgiveness
And Niggas you don't see me with
They aint my business
Don't fix your lips to ask a Question
That'll get you hit
Options
When it comes to
Mary Poppins
Don't complain about a Stem
When you roll that wood
I dont rock Louie
I dont rock Gucci
I aint them niggas
I aint cappin
Why these Niggas postin Like
They the drip
They pay a stylist
Look
Cruising thru traffic
Wildin
All over
Shaolin island
Just Seen wetty
Deadly
She was so friendly
Ehhh
Since you moved
Damn
You aint the time no more
I got my bread up
I dont even need
Ya time no more
Writer: Ivory Jackson
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