Killa Promo
Napoleon Da Legend, Akhenaton
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His life flashed in front his eyes police sirens Harmonizing with a woman on the corner crying Transported back to a young child that his grandma raised His father wasn't around... mother working for a wage He loved football and music when the football fizzled Due to injury, got himself on a rap star mission He was good in school but school too slow Part group though The Gustos you know the type of street kids who shoot those At studios popping off on the opps like he spins the blocks Video shot Worldstar and Youtube hot Knots in his tube socks flashing money on his socials Mad shows too, no longer considered local Was on the road when he found out his grandma passed It's bittersweet cause he made it now the fam all sad Flew back to J.F.K., news spread he's back in town Even police warned him not to be caught lacking when around But he couldn't miss the opportunity to ball After the funeral, him and his boys made a few calls Name getting lit sitting on the couch with Vlad Played the part like he really bout that The label scouts wanna sign him feeling like the world in his palm Rooftop midtown fly girl in his arms On his way out he seen the dude he dissed in the song Bullets flew through the boulevard in a blink he was gone Shorty crying traumatized by what she witnessed Everybody with they phones like paparazzis taking pictures She got paid by the promoters to "sise" the party up Side job she was in school working on her doctorate The only person in her family to go to college And they all proud, she loved to see her mama smiling Now she gotta brush it off and face the elements Her ex broke it off intimidated by intelligence The elephant inside of the room, nobody mentioned it She was doing better for herself, he was competitive She was in love, heart broken She was a sweetheart determined but usually soft spoken She thought the gig was good for her party and forget Her past relationship, having fun and making new friends She was tipsy that night, didn't even know the artist He told her she was different she felt he was being honest Now she can't sleep, flashbacks of the murder still haunt her In a weird way, she was projecting her own karma Right place wrong time it's viral online Reminders everywhere it's hard to get it off her mind Got her finals due soon with zero margin for error Her brain dozing hard to focus and get it together It's an all nighter pressure like Assata Shakur At about 3 in the morning, someone knock at the door "Who is it?" "Open the door, I need to talk to you" It's the dude from the murder He said shorty chill I wanna talk I don't really wanna hurt you I know detective wanna talk to you You better shut the f*ck up for my goons put a hawk to you The girl was scared to death She said leave my ass alone I don't really want stress He said we know where you live So better keep your ass quiet or we'll put a blade to your ribs They dipped out then they hopped in a van He signed a major deal last week for hundreds of bands See he had a lot of fans too... He made songs for the streets in the clubs he made them dance too And the industry was loving him Never caught lacking he was rolling with a gun with him He had the green light the c.e.o. told him Drill rap neighborhood beef we promoting Intoxicated 24-Sev (7) Making money taking all bet pushed a red Corvette He about to add salt in the womb He made another song bragging the death in the tune Disrespecting his tomb too Video racked up a few mill on the YouTube He getting bigger and the clout getting larger Big chains new sneakers fresh from the barber 200,000 followers on the gram Yesterday the opps pulled up, shot up his man Shot up his moms cribs shot up his camp And it's all over blogs, take it straight to the bank Hitting up the Breakfast Club talking mad shit In the back his mind, he's wild nervous and shit The record label guaranteeing his protections Followed by police in every single event and Price to pay to get famous in rap Dating all the it girls, breaking they backs That's an alpha... everybody wanna be him But flipside its competition everybody wanna beat him Till they caught him with some sniper shells Few weeks earlier homie was hype as hell But now they selling mad records, top billing Both record labels made a killing
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Written by: Karim Bourhane, Philippe Tristan Fragione
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