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Hey Powers Pleasant Lawd, lawd Look at my glow, it ain't regular Rest in peace Smoke, Miki Amiri the jean way before y'all lil' niggas was wearin' em (Facts) Brooklyn my homie so I carry it King on the throne, where the fuck is my chariot? (Huh?) I took my shit as imperative You an elite but that's never the narrative (Nah) Shooter be strapped like a terrorist Cop me some shrooms when I need some clarity (Lord) Nothin' was given, no charity Grindin', my diamonds look like an aquarium I got the knowledge insidе like a pyramid If it ain't mine, let thеm fly like a parrot is Puffin' asparagus Shit be so loud, out of character Shorty a baddie, a nigga might marry her, uh Long as you bringin' that bag in Most of these niggas be cappin', my issue My thirds never lackin', the odds are against you Can't walk in my shoes, you don't know what I been through Almost got one in the temple But I'm still alive so I know it's official SongtexteNiggas be plottin', they will try to end you The grind never stop and the saga continues Ain't got no time if it ain't 'bout the menu Look at my glow, it ain't regular Rest in peace Smoke, Miki Amiri the jean way before y'all lil' niggas was wearin' em (Facts) Brooklyn my homie so I carry it King on the throne, where the fuck is my chariot? (Huh?) I took my shit as imperative You an elite but that's never the narrative (Nah) Shooter be strapped like a terrorist Cop me some shrooms when I need some clarity (Lord) You niggas catchin' on slow and they can't be a pro I should join the Olympics Drip from my head to the toe, got the glare and the glow Feelin' love for my entrance Test me and you pay the toll fee, your body the cross You can skip the forensics (Lawd) Come up, bitch, a controller, don't need a remote When I start it, I finish, uh Nigga, take notes, this the blueprint, uh Ain't 'bout the mill, keep it two cents, uh Bigger than rap, got a movement, uh She wanna link like a Cuban, uh I got her wet like a cruise ship, uh I get so high for the times I was low But I never forget why I do this, uh, yeah Better make way for the Coast, mhm, might get smoked, uh Peep a nigga hatin' on the low, uh uh, turn him to a ghost, uh Always gon' stick to the code, mhm, and stay ten toes All of my niggas, they ride with the toast when it comes to the skrilla, we gettin' the most Look at my glow, it ain't regular Rest in peace Smoke, Miki Amiri the jean way before y'all lil' niggas was wearin' em (Facts) Brooklyn my homie so I carry it King on the throne, where the fuck is my chariot? (Huh?) I took my shit as imperative You an elite but that's never the narrative (Nah) Shooter be strapped like a terrorist Cop me some shrooms when I need some clarity (Lord) Aus Songtexte Mania