Lyrics:
creeping, stop lying to yourself fam
You might as well have bought shisha
Too real, nobody realer
Too deep, nobody deeper
Flow like Gus, call me the street
I'm off the walls and off two bars I need some freedom
I'm off the percs then right back on 'em by the weekend
Sometimes I sit back in my
I'm off
Combinaison Purple Star-Neg'Marrons
On entend trop de Fa-fa-fa-Fast
Fa-fa-Fast food musique
Alors on envoie un classique
Ça fait clic-clic -Boom
Album : KAI
"HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE" by: KAI
I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
and the moment that you
Game- Im feeling like a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac
high as a muthafuckin queens bitch rooftop
blowing on this purple haze feeling invincible
sellin
This world can hurt you
It cuts you deep and leaves a scar
Things fall apart, but nothing breaks like a heart
cnd nothing breaks like a heart
I heard
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick
it comes to gettin' deep in this rap shit I've been to
Like the pussy, don't push me
I ain't no killer, but you know the rest
You think I caught
Yeah
Yeah!
Okay!
Okay
You know I'm getting real tired of the petty shit
Too many soft rounds now with a heavy grip
So many other rappers albums that
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
her shoppin
They like lil droplet when the album droppin
I've been sippin drank, fucking on these hoes, do it by my lonely
I got his bitch actin like
Jajajaja
Ey, ey, ey, ey
Warum macht ihr immer nur den gleichen Scheiß (wah!)
Warum fickt ihr immer Leute und seid sponsored by Nike (hä?)
Dieses
Purple skin with the dark black hair
Finna put a curse on me I swear
Poparazzi here but I can't go there
Playin' wit my heart
I thought that she
We gon drop this shit
Right on the Tok
12 o'clock like right on the
Right on the dot
Saying it's fire it's hot
After a week the whole album gon pop
with the armies poised to clash, and with dusk painting the sky a deep crimson exceeded in its vibrancy only by that bloody rubicund hue which stained
and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you
Gotta do what I gotta do, yeah)
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where-
Tuition is handled by some
Im fighting these feelings of helplessness
Blow a zip by myself don't need help with it
I'm too deep i transitioned to selling it
Off the drank my
We got AK's and Glocks
Shooter gone up that chop
I wasn't on that block
But I still hate them cops
My cup be red and blue
My cup be purple too
living death by gravity
couldn't stand it anymore
we'll sail our ships to distant shores
purple gold and blue
living colors every hue
flowers
hearing the speed I exhibit
And they fearing it
And steering it
This the final war I'm declaring it
By the end of this album you'll be so fucking shook
Hello
Your album come out soon, and this is all you got
What you mean, all I got?
You don't think this is dope?
Ha ha, this shit sucks
You need
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