Raid
Pharrell Williams, 50 Cent, Pusha T
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I'm only in the company of Kings I made a power move and it's everything it seems Before 'Ye signed me, I was getting out my dreams Standing on the shoulders of twenty thousand fiends Every time a nigga wanna try and turn a profit Folks rush in, three letters try and stop it F B I R S D E A One letter short but still motherfuck the DA We play by the rules as they try and crack the code Combination lock to the kilos that I hold Leopard print Louboutin's, prowlin' the concrete Roller balls come alive just like Jumanji You know where to find me Greenhouse a circle of top whores Mandarin, Gansevoort, any of them top floors Thirty five large took it right out the top draw Still got a throwaway phone in my sock draw [Chorus] It's like rain, spraying on you roaches The AK is an animal, it is ferocious A nigga wanna sing but we is the dopest Watch that nigga disappear, hocus pocus Ring, ring the nigga wanna sing Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean Ring, ring the nigga wanna sing Unless he is an insomniac and dying to dream You can tell I went to school on a small yellow bus Never bothered me, strong arm robbery I went from powdered jelly donuts to them o's From my high school sweetheart to fucking with hoes Look I'm all grown up and I dun blown up Nigga ain't much changed, in fact, things are the same I'm the definition of shooter, gun of choice the Ruger You'll take my word for it or make me do it to ya I'm a magnet to murder, when I'm in the mood Get convicted through the forensics when you walk in my shoes I'm bad news, you niggas know the verdict, I'm filthy Drop Phantom is milky White on white, twenty four inch blades I'm skatin' Red eye smoking that bomb shit, I'm Satan Niggas surprised, fifty back on fire Fifty back running round this bitch strapped Hit man for hire [Chorus] I sit with the liars, duct tape and tires Been lost their soul They just waiting on the fire Innocent faces with a shit load of priors Something out of nothing, a team full of MacGyvers Deep sea dive for the fish scale Tryna find a better price, man that ship sailed Take a record head back if that shit fail Drop weight like an anchor than you set sail Hell freeze over like the watch I put the sleeve over Engine double scream when I turn the key over Pirellis on the street rolling like a steam roller Bitches double team when I have my sleep overs Yeah, Re-Up gang with the G-Unit This is Taylor made drug dealer fiend music Test it on ya tongue or either watch a fiend do it I got you hooked and I laugh as you lean to it [Chorus]
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Written by: CURTIS JACKSON, CURTIS WILLIAMS, PHARRELL WILLIAMS, TERRENCE THORNTON
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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