king magnetic - targets lyrics
intro
look – they just shot my man – my man, but i won’t go to jail – i plan i plan, if it bubble let it simmer – cool out, got em running for the door like we letting school out, news shouts the owner’s a rat – even if i’m broke i can loan em a gat – stay fat but we hungry still – come jump off the bridge test bungee sk!lls, want some mils with disposable income – crew from jail – i don’t know where my friends from — but they paperwork right – wait for a week – what the neighbor look like, stop saving y’all fights punch a cop in the mouth – i ain’t going to do it, but i’ll run in y’all house, don’t do it for the gram, i do it for yams so i’m moving with the can, bullying ya man – stab an og, pulling up dolo don’t have a co-d, knocked out dudes fore i had a goatee, i can boom bap or trap with codeine, bad and boujee – i’m fat and blow me, 2 time felon so the gat is low key – have a better price then you have to show me, get masked up we could p-ss for goalies, slap mother f-ckers like i’m packing stogies , then we cooked on the stove – no raviolis – wrap for the cream didn’t have cannoli’s – been doing bids since they drafted kobe, hole time but the staff condone me, female guard and her -ss console me, heard a little rumor that she smashed the homie – ya shooter might blast but his past is phony, do homework and it’s not for kids – law library when i got the bid, patience and pills no doctor gig, big pop in his crib like he rock to big, remix three l!cks only two went smooth, took a lil trip to the 312 – chilled for a day – got p-ssy and food – now i’m looking for the people that be looking to move, i ain’t gonna front – i ain’t cook in few – keep sh-t quiet like a cushion or two – make drippy eggs if you scramble with us – y’all start beef – don’t handle it much, i start llc’s and small business – catalog ll bean but no b-tch sh-t – 1/2 of ya mans can’t shop there – welcome home they just shot a cop here, 2c – that’s where my cell was – state parole still got to sell bud – bell rung got to pick up the kids – 10 year buzz what kind of liquor is this, f-ck the fl!ck of the wrist use my fingertips – to get the message across – when i be letting em off – it get repet-tive dog – how many weapons you tossed — find a lil money but the lesson is lost, i don’t rep nothing but my kids and my moms – and they don’t even like me but we getting along, i did everything that i threaten in songs – it’s really not a threat if we getting it on, paying two houses – don’t even f-ck there – trapped in the trap see a lot of people stuck there — – got a lotta people upstairs – want to send love i’m about to send you up there!
(gunshot) then silence
alright back to the grind – almost finished – put the money in the music now my promo spinning, how these h0m-s winning – got to blame the fans, only thing you that you point is ya finger on the stand, mop ringer in my hand – razor in my mouth — semi auto glade when we spray it in ya house, lay a n-gga down – like he staying on my couch always asking bout work – never saying an amount – don’t cash checks – savings accounts – ran out of weed but i’ll blaze when i’m out, need a lil break and a home cooked meal – c0ke so raw that it don’t look real – stepped on it, took a block and we repped on it, every gram come back hard – ain’t got to check on it, its ya birthday — here’s a step daughter, white girl went down — n-ggas slept on her — ain’t get with her in years – chef crack eggs – salt and pepper in the beard, do a n-gga dirty but we get away clean – gun in my locker on my 7th grade team, no burial – that’s a family job, grandmothers giving head that’s a grammy nod, ugh – here’s another nomination – liquor no chaser that’s a combination – years overlooked led to domination – lawyer overbooked but he squeeze a n-gga case in, no probation – rather do the bid – f-ck with the king put a savage on your lid, don’t have it where i live – shop out of town – find a lil city where it’s not going down, make a lil noise til they do investigations – don’t have a case didn’t even leave casings, turn into a paste while it’s basting – use moderation – don’t ever chase it basic, we can rob base it – ez rock – or wait a month then we seize the spot – k!ll a dozen rappers if you leave me pac – people feel threatened so they need me shot! your gun ain’t a threat if you squeeze it or not – why leave it in the car when you needing it c-cked- ain’t no robbery – this is revenge ain’t probably – learn that it isn’t pretend
pesos and yen – needing the p-ssport – get the f-ck away – like i’m leaving to mansford – – with a heater in the jansport – transport – guzzle plane bottles that my mans bought, watching friends make a couple of mil – if that don’t inspire you – there’s nothing that will – the pain don’t fade with a couple of pills – that’s why a couple billion is suffering still, millions of rappers a dozen is real – double up the shootings if my cousin appeal – he don’t give a f-ck about a publishing deal – now we back in the trap – what the f-ck is the deal!!!
outro by shabazz the og
Random Lyrics
- rxnde akozta - jodidos basycos lyrics
- t.w.r. - zwierzecy instynkt lyrics
- front country - lonesome town lyrics
- tr3yton - puppeteer lyrics
- jline - forever lyrics
- mc bomber - ode an die sexarbeit lyrics
- young kansas - freestyle (slim jesus remix) lyrics
- лсп (lsp) - холостяк (junggeselle) lyrics
- leoh kall$ - íntimo lyrics
- lil wintr - priorities lyrics