keonn - nigga why lyrics
h, stepped out on bail, i did a diddy bop
i had to tilt my hat at the city cop
i walk away free ’cause i’m innocent
and when i walk, the whole world know a n+gga wild (he’s wildin’)
we been at the gas station, all night (all night with it)
we been at the gas station, all night (ha)
they done had the bag waitin’, all night (damon, we back)
tell them that it’s lit, b+tch, we on fire
ayy, praise to the most high
ayy, praise to the most high
uh, sendin’ praise to the most high
praise to the most high
uh, devil want a n+gga soul
i beat that n+gga thousand times in a row
couple weeks ago, he thought he threw his best shot
all i’m lookin’ at is twitter playin’ “friend+or+foe”
clout chasers need the relevancy
hard talk come from irrelevant mc’s
none of those guys are relevant as me
guess what that means, i’m on a whole ‘nother league
wait, don’t stop, let’s sell another story (ah)
what the f+ck happened to rap? this isn’t for me (ah)
never did i ever think that i would see the day (nah)
rap n+ggas tellin’ the cops to come for me (uh)
they tried to turn me to a cold felon (facts)
all they helped me do is get some more millions (more facts)
all i see is, “free tory, free tory” (hahaha)
homie, i was in miami on the shore chillin’ (he’s wildin’)
i got a whole new chick, mean
we on the island and she f+ck me like she off a bean
i’m out in jersey and i’m ballin’ like i’m off the team (we high)
i bought a four, it’s a birkin or it’s all celine
stepped out on bail, i did a diddy bop (i did that)
i had to tilt my hat at the city cop (that’s a fact too)
i walk away free ’cause i’m innocent (hahaha)
and when i walk, the whole world know a n+gga wild (he’s wildin’)
we been at the gas station, all night (all night with it)
we been at the gas station, all night (ha)
they done had the bag waitin’, all night (damon, we back)
tell them that it’s lit, b+tch we on fire
ayy, praise to the most high
ayy, praise to the most high
uh, sendin’ praise to the most high
praise to the most high
soon as i get my masters back, they want chatter (haha)
now i’m independent, n+ggas won’t fend it (facts)
white labels tryna turn my black folk against me
been sellin’ weed, that n+gga don’t affect me (ha)
tell my trappers get the bloomin’ bags ready (bag ready)
we finna fill ’em b+tches up with mad reggie (already)
take ’em to the block, sell ’em at exclusive price (haha)
and if they ask why it’s trash, at least the bag heavy (hahaha)
devil want a n+gga soul (facts)
i beat that n+gga a thousand times in a row (n+gga, facts)
ballin’ on a demon like a pick+and+roll (facts)
she ugly, then i gotta hit her with the woah (this woah)
sh+t up in this b+tch, goin’ hard n+gga (goin’ hard, baby)
runnin’ through these b+tches like a yard, n+gga (like a yard, baby)
i’m watchin’ complex for the talks, n+gga (woo)
’cause it’s an everyday struggle, f+ck mal, n+gga (n+gga, f+ck ’em)
i got love for ’em ’til they count me out (uh)
n+ggas mad i spun they b+tches like a roundabout (nah)
i see n+ggas tryna kick me when i’m down and out (i see you, baby)
but i came in here with a purpose i ain’t
’round for clout (i worked nights for this)
uh, illuminati trynna get me, n+gga (facts)
but i’m the one they gotta spare like a britney, n+gga (n+gga, facts)
through the hot or cold, i will never sell my soul (never)
and if i gotta die for that, i’m dyin’ christian, n+gga
i spent four seasons at the four seasons (that’s regular)
i might even flex just for no reason (regular)
got a penthouse in d.r. and p.r
i call it ph balance and it’s puerto rican (haha)
these n+ggas don’t like me (they don’t like me)
i’m finna gucci, man, and i’m so icy (super ice, n+gga)
uh, wear these n+ggas out like a white tee (ah)
my comeback rate super pricy (we checked it)
stepped out on bail, i did a diddy bop (i did that)
i had to tilt my hat at the city cop (that’s a fact too)
i walk away free ’cause i’m innocent (hahaha)
and when i walk, the whole world know a n+gga wild (he’s wildin’)
we been at the gas station, all night (all night with it)
we been at the gas station, all night (ha)
they done had the bag waitin’, all night (damon, we back)
tell them that it’s lit, b+tch we on fire
ayy, praise to the most high
ayy, praise to the most high
uh, sendin’ praise to the most high
praise to the most high
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