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ikeno – colour money lyrics

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[intro]
(excerpt of plies talking on stage)

[post hook: ikeno]
blue, purple, green, red, brown
tell ’em that i’m coming for the crown
tell ’em it’s about to go down
for that blue, purple, green, red, brown
-colour money!-
[verse 1: ikeno]
black boy fly, pocket full of dead white people
pray i stay grounded as i hold on to the root of evil
i done planted all my seeds, i’mma grow a money tree
i know i’m the greatest, i won’t let you n-gg-s humble me
i know, i can do bad on my own
f-ck a 9 to 5, i’m jumping off the slave boat
started from the bottom, now we all up in the elevator
h-ll o’ paper, p-ssy, and the power, i’m a generator
leader of my generation…
winning is my 2nd nature, keep that colour money segregated
f-ck boys separated…
stay away from jealous haters, some of y’all will never ever make it
i’m just tryna keep it robert borden
wake up counting gwalla with my shorty
told my mama i’mma make a fortune
now watch me rap my way onto the forbes list

[hook: ikeno]
i need good head to make up for the bad days
imported cubans in my ashtray
blowing green with my queen as we live it up
pocket fulla dead prime ministers
(i want that) blue, purple, green, red, brown
tell ’em that i’m coming for the crown
tell ’em it’s about to go down
for that blue, purple, green, red, brown
-colour money!-

[verse 2: ikeno]
can’t stop, won’t stop, i do it for the vern block
this is for my youngin’s still hoppin’ over them turnstiles
i’mma beat the system even if a n-gg- gotta cheat
can’t pay fare when they don’t play fair, this is a monopoly
i know, white man still tryna own us
like “who you wanna be? jay z or michael jordan?”
tryna sell a dream that i can’t afford to buy
record label, sports team, man i’ll probably never sign
never mind, i’mma go and join illuminati
put my mind and soul in this sh-t, all these rappers gettin’ bodied
need an r8 audi, matte black bugatti
i’mma race up to a racist, hawk spit on his ferrari
ain’t no need to say sorry, unapologetic
took their hatred and my fears, now i’m fueling up my engine
went and built a stand when the universe gave me lemons
how you got a sour face, when you never got to taste it, god d-mn!

[hook: ikeno]
i need good head to make up for the bad days
imported cubans in my ashtray
blowing green with my queen as we live it up
pocket fulla dead prime ministers
(i want that) blue, purple, green, red, brown
tell ’em that i’m coming for the crown
tell ’em it’s about to go down
for that blue, purple, green, red, brown
-colour money!-

[bridge: ikeno]
chasing after rainbows, tryna find a pot of gold
tell my mama, that i gotta go
yen, euro, peso, stacking dollars all around the globe
for that gwalla, i’ll put on a show
chasing after rainbows, tryna find a pot of gold
tell my mama, that i gotta go
yen, euro, peso, stacking dollars all around the globe
make that gwalla, then i bring it home

[hook: ikeno]
i need good head to make up for the bad days
imported cubans in my ashtray
blowing green with my queen as we live it up
pocket fulla dead prime ministers
(i want that) blue, purple, green, red, brown
tell ’em that i’m coming for the crown
tell ’em it’s about to go down
for that blue, purple, green, red, brown
-colour money!-



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