#189ks – fell in love(with the k’s) lyrics
(intro): smalls
flow is hard i need a k
that is why i always slay
do this for that one fan
you recognized it’s not a shame
management is getting better i just
need my first k
i just need my first k, nigga!
(verse 1): smalls
k!lling this shit i deserve about a thousand
(dollars)
swerve every time nigga i’m so college
(boy)
step in my zone you gotta have some knowledge
hustle every time nigga don’t be a foul this is
what we ’bout
look, k-1 nigga i’m the hood rat nigga
look, don’t be a fake this is real shit nigga
don’t be pretend i’m the mc ham, this is where been
and we’re going h.a.m
searching my soul nigga reinvent
breaking a record on top of a record
setting a record i’m leaving a message
chasing this money i love every second
these niggas is hating ’cause i’m not a rapper
told you my nigga i come from the heavens
dreaming ’bout ks i’m obsessed with the thousands
making this shit for my day one niggas
we gon’ reach all these levels that we always wanted
(nigga, nigga)
f-ck every nigga on your team nigga ain’t no best niggas
’round here nigga
me and my lames we gon’ grow and develop
by far started from the bottom now we’re here nigga
wanna reach my goals every time i step in on the mic
and my rhymes can be ghetto
no nigga, chasing these ks
i wanna make it rain like the rain man,nigga
i’m so devilish right now
(chorus)x2: smalls
i fell in love with the ks
hunnid stacks up in face
mr manager, set this gig
and pay me up my ks
pay me up this ain’t no game
i will make this game turn
once you pay me up my ks x2
(verse 2): juni
yo i be
chilling on the side walk
i’m thinking ’bout these paper stacks
the ks we ’bout to bring them stacked
you know, we’re looking for that cash
and every time we bring the track
clique has always got my back
like sound is always talking stacks
i mean the ks, you’ll never face
i’m tryna find my way around this maze
getting purp’ without the haze
you ain’t getting paper trails
it’s time you choose your heads and tails
gotta get my cash like a pimp
fast cars, fast lanes you ain’t gotta slip
on the real nigga!
ain’t talking ’bout wimps, get the paper greens
the pics and the views
like a little kid with a vision of hue
o.g swank on the o.g flex
get my ks right on the low key stance
bringing them stacked
flows you know for sure
’cause we’re on the track, play on the track
we want the track, we want the papers now or later
ks we want them stacked,???????
when i bust like jigga with the figures
tryna break the bank, and try to shutter records
high tips for cash, i mean the ks a thousand dollars
in a verse and rehe-rs- and curse
like i said f-ck twice
’cause this ks are k!lling lames
finding talent in this game, yo!
(chorus)x2: smalls
i fell in love with the ks
hunnid stacks up in face
mr manager, set this gig
and pay me up my ks
pay me up this ain’t no game
i will make this game turn
once you pay me up my ks x2
prod. by playonthetrak
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