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Apollo Video (MV)




Performed By: Jchill
Length: 2:58
Written by: Jordan Hill




Jchill - Apollo Lyrics




My phone keep on ringin I don't feel like talking
But I'ma pick up if it's the money calling
When I need a bag it ain't ever a problem
What you see in me, we ain't got that in common
I'm a bat out of hell in the city of Gotham
A ravishing savage from under the bottom
The kid doing well & they all wanna stop em'
I wish you well if you looking for problems

My phone keep on ringin Ion feel like talking
Cause lately it seem like it's always a problem
My circle small and it keep getting smaller
And that's how I like it, they all come with drama
Mama said you either lead or you follow
My eyes on the prize & my foot on the throttle
I live in the moment, not worried bout tomorrow
I'm not from this planet so call me Apollo

If I said it I mean it, I swear it with solemn
This purple OG got me wheezing & coughing
I don't go to sleep, I can sleep in the coffin
I walk like I talk it, and sauce when I'm walking
I face my own blunts & I sip out the bottle
I hit up the plug & I pay bottom dollar
I can't see the hate and I don't feel no sorrow
I'm all the way up that's a hard thing to swallow
The world on my back, and my demons behind me
If you know bout money you know where to find me
No no I can't wife it that hoe got that mileage
That bitch ain't faithful she just keep it silent
These hoes running in & out like a consignment
I get the money like it's an assignment
I took it left like a need a alignment
I keep to myself I do best in confinement
I gotta get paid every day I cant make no mistake
I pull up to the scene water drip like a lake
I stay around the same I can't f*ck with no fakes
We the best in the league and that shit out the gate
One look in your eyes & I can see the fake
Look in my eyes & you can feel the pain
I keep the fye like I'm going insane
I be so fly I could jump out the plane

My phone keep on ringin I don't feel like talking
But I'ma pick up if it's the money calling
When I need a bag it ain't ever a problem
What you see in me, we ain't got that in common
I'm a bat out of hell in the city of Gotham
A ravishing savage from under the bottom
The kid doing well & they all wanna stop em'
I wish you well if you looking for problems

My phone keep on ringin Ion feel like talking
Cause lately it seem like it's always a problem
My circle small and it keep getting smaller
And that's how I like it, they all come with drama
Mama said you either lead or you follow
My eyes on the prize & my foot on the throttle
I live in the moment, not worried bout tomorrow
I'm not from this planet so call me Apollo

My phone keep on ringin I don't feel like talking
But I'ma pick up if it's the money calling
When I need a bag it ain't ever a problem
What you see in me, we ain't got that in common
I'm a bat out of hell in the city of Gotham
A ravishing savage from under the bottom
The kid doing well & they all wanna stop em'
I wish you well if you looking for problems

My phone keep on ringin Ion feel like talking
Cause lately it seem like it's always a problem
My circle small and it keep getting smaller
And that's how I like it, they all come with drama
Mama said you either lead or you follow
My eyes on the prize & my foot on the throttle
I live in the moment, not worried bout tomorrow
I'm not from this planet so call me Apollo
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My phone keep on ringin I don't feel like talking
But I'ma pick up if it's the money calling
When I need a bag it ain't ever a problem
What you see in me, we ain't got that in common
I'm a bat out of hell in the city of Gotham
A ravishing savage from under the bottom
The kid doing well & they all wanna stop em'
I wish you well if you looking for problems

My phone keep on ringin Ion feel like talking
Cause lately it seem like it's always a problem
My circle small and it keep getting smaller
And that's how I like it, they all come with drama
Mama said you either lead or you follow
My eyes on the prize & my foot on the throttle
I live in the moment, not worried bout tomorrow
I'm not from this planet so call me Apollo

If I said it I mean it, I swear it with solemn
This purple OG got me wheezing & coughing
I don't go to sleep, I can sleep in the coffin
I walk like I talk it, and sauce when I'm walking
I face my own blunts & I sip out the bottle
I hit up the plug & I pay bottom dollar
I can't see the hate and I don't feel no sorrow
I'm all the way up that's a hard thing to swallow
The world on my back, and my demons behind me
If you know bout money you know where to find me
No no I can't wife it that hoe got that mileage
That bitch ain't faithful she just keep it silent
These hoes running in & out like a consignment
I get the money like it's an assignment
I took it left like a need a alignment
I keep to myself I do best in confinement
I gotta get paid every day I cant make no mistake
I pull up to the scene water drip like a lake
I stay around the same I can't f*ck with no fakes
We the best in the league and that shit out the gate
One look in your eyes & I can see the fake
Look in my eyes & you can feel the pain
I keep the fye like I'm going insane
I be so fly I could jump out the plane

My phone keep on ringin I don't feel like talking
But I'ma pick up if it's the money calling
When I need a bag it ain't ever a problem
What you see in me, we ain't got that in common
I'm a bat out of hell in the city of Gotham
A ravishing savage from under the bottom
The kid doing well & they all wanna stop em'
I wish you well if you looking for problems

My phone keep on ringin Ion feel like talking
Cause lately it seem like it's always a problem
My circle small and it keep getting smaller
And that's how I like it, they all come with drama
Mama said you either lead or you follow
My eyes on the prize & my foot on the throttle
I live in the moment, not worried bout tomorrow
I'm not from this planet so call me Apollo

My phone keep on ringin I don't feel like talking
But I'ma pick up if it's the money calling
When I need a bag it ain't ever a problem
What you see in me, we ain't got that in common
I'm a bat out of hell in the city of Gotham
A ravishing savage from under the bottom
The kid doing well & they all wanna stop em'
I wish you well if you looking for problems

My phone keep on ringin Ion feel like talking
Cause lately it seem like it's always a problem
My circle small and it keep getting smaller
And that's how I like it, they all come with drama
Mama said you either lead or you follow
My eyes on the prize & my foot on the throttle
I live in the moment, not worried bout tomorrow
I'm not from this planet so call me Apollo
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Writer: Jordan Hill
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