67 counties - jaey kilo lyrics
[intro]
(d*mn flemdawg)
yeah
(aw man it’s the kronic, don’t even worry ’bout it)
[chorus]
ayy homicide on my mind, i bet that i’m armed and slide
drawn that line mommas crying, n*ggas and they partners dying
on the sly slung that fire, keep that sh*t right on the side
bonafide and on the rise, i know that i’m qualified
i made moves in all sixty*seven counties of my state
i don’t f*ck with no flaw sh*t, a n*gga only fly straight
well rounded, i could eat off dimes and still have nice taste
i don’t look for no love let it find me, n*gga why wait
[verse 1]
ayy i’m feeling so flee, inside this cashmere sweat’
i just found a old cannon, this was last years tec
bro’nеm bought it street value, with a cashiers check
it got no bodiеs on it, ain’t even blast near it yet
could see when i’m about to get crossed, they trying to line me
i could smell it if they is flaw, and looking slime me
changed up ’cause of money, drugs, or p*ssy don’t surprise me
i preach and practice loyalty, but show you that i’m shiesty
i get mad and i see red, i black out, my ears steam
samael get in my thoughts, but i rebuke what fear bring
i’ma pop that glock, let off some shots it make my ears ring
but still collected in my thoughts, you with the opps won’t hear a thing
making empty threats, oh you gon’ get ate on our side for that
ole f*ck around ahh n*gga, boy that get you sprayed on sight for that
stop the car an hop out wit a drac’, i’m right on side for that
i’ll put in yo grave, p*ssy you gon’ die for that
[chorus]
yeah i got homicide on my mind, i bet that i’m armed and slide
drawn that line mommas crying, n*ggas and they partners dying
on the sly slung that fire, keep that sh*t right on the side
bonafide and on the rise, i know that i’m qualified
i made moves in all sixty*seven counties of my state
i don’t f*ck with no flaw sh*t, a n*gga only fly straight
well rounded, i could eat off dimes and still have nice taste
i don’t look for no love let it find me, n*gga why wait
[verse 2]
why the f*ck i’m finna wait for someone, that don’t even know they own f*cking intentions
young minded sh*t, these b*tches think like if they all eleven
yeah i told that b*tch to go to h*ll, you left me all condemned and
go rebuke all pessimism in yo’ life, don’t do repenting
’cause look shawty, all that the devils work (yeah*yeah)
and off of first hand experience, that’ll never work (nah*nah)
just pray to heal yo’ heart, and heal yo’ mental worth (aw*aw)
go to sleep if you see demons cry, then know the devil hurt (woah)
i dropped some spiritual knowledge on ’em, aw i’m shocking all ’em
they probably thought i only rap about us popping on ’em
they thought i only rap them glocks with mops up on ’em
now raise the stock up on ’em
kilo one them n*ggas, that it’s mo’ than meet the eye
i could play the game better, yeah i’m known to treat your mind
i’m damaged been abandoned, one that folk’s a leave behind
i’m heartless i spark it, let it blow you’ll meet this fye grrr
[chorus]
homicide on my mind, i bet that i’m armed and slide
drawn that line mommas crying, n*ggas and they partners dying
on the sly slung that fire, keep that sh*t right on the side
bonafide and on the rise, i know that i’m qualified
i made moves in all sixty*seven counties of my state
i don’t f*ck with no flaw sh*t, a n*gga only fly straight
well rounded, i could eat off dimes and still have nice taste
i don’t look for no love let it find me, n*gga why wait
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