Lyrics:
There is no quibbling:
The sweetest relationship is sibling to sibling.
My emotions have left me... dribbling.
I´ll stab anyone who starts gnawing
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
the logo from them boys who won championships
I gotta create shit
Create my own shot like I’m Irving
So I’m bullet curving to the max
Gonna hit up a Max
Another 20 thousand in a sneaker box
Another glock in case I see the opps
One time for my niggas who'll be coming home
But this one for my niggas who
see who shoot best
Exquisite little bitch and a little ratchet
She down with the shits she don't know what happen
On the internet i am inactive
But in
Kyrie Irving
From a cruiser I turnt to a heavyweight, one of a kind like rob van dam
As soon as I pop we run up them bands, I know I got people depending
living the best life I can
And I'll suicide when I can't
I'll suicide when I can't
When I lose all that makes who that makes me who I am
I'm hanging on by
this
Paper dinero
If you just save who you want
Does it make you a hero
Balling feel like
Tyler herro
Bitch I'm just balling
Feel like Tyler
Had
maneuver like Kyrie Irving
From a cruiser I turnt to a heavyweight, one of a kind like rob van dam
As soon as I pop we run up them bands, I know I got people
at the gate
Who stand and wait
Heads oscillate like a fan
That of your look out man
Za in the hand
By the car we stand
Alienated and subjugated
To hatred in
alone and think I'm better off as dead
You never listen my life now a mission
Make it big and get the money I'm not who I used to be
I've been in
Bright lights behind us
Thinking of all my friends who watched by as I sinned
I don't think I'll ever win
But if I do, tell me,
Where the hell have you
think I'm in a series
I hit it like I'm Judge till it's time for her to rise
Cruising over 60 under blue jay colored skies
Make them show their hand by
me
Got tired of all them niggas that be smiling when they hate you
And all the hoes who chose up who gon' come back tryna date you
Living with your
you been chosen to break all the curses
I'm like Irving and Julius, life is magic, I'm doing it
And it may not happen right now, but
People really
I catch her ass in traffic
Take her ass right to the basket
I got beats up on my ear
I don't want no interaction
You and I can be a two
Kyrie Irving
my supporters who waited
5 got me thinking I'm getting complacent
They not fucking with me, them niggas be lacing
Writing my own lines, niggas be
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
you better slide now
Twenty choppas in the F150, how I'm ridin' round
Merry Christmas, we tryna see who chimney to slide down, nigga
Playin' with my
air bender
Fender, bender
Who is better sent to sender
Branch to branch like panda panda
Designer only, fried like chicken tenders
Number one contender
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