mak nikova – fort knox (we’re in the money pt.ii) lyrics
[hook]
we’re in the money 4x
our sky’s are sunny 4x
[verse 1: mak]
whether or not you feel that i’m hot
i burnt my blunts and made hot drops
like teardrop tats after sh-lls that don’t hatch
sparking innovation, with a style you can’t match
bakin the beat ya style flat, no yeast
came to eat these wack emcees
and i found a feast
their producer their friends and a sweety
don’t be so immature, you meanie
keep your att-tude right and u paid
ahead of my time ballin like a topaye
balled so hard that their ankles still break
i’m puttin up points no need to pump fake
wiggaz get mad i come back for tha crown
acting all black but they never look out
trying to flip our swag and u wack
so bodybags body parts mismatched
full of tracks
[hook]
[verse 2: nikova]
looking down so much that you stabbed your chest
punctured by your chin jay leno’s impressed
til i got money hataz had me depressed
til i saw through the stress its cause i’m blessed
thinkin’ about the way they treated my king
but he did it for us so we believe
cause they didn’t until he died
so the ak comin’ with me, let’s ride
i put a punk in his place where he reside
feminine quotes i hear when you rhyme
better not owe me i’ll tax you for any grind
use to think for him now he really lost his mind
puttin’ it down another beat tranquilized
you suckaz hate to see the son rise
burnin’ my money like the joker, dark knight
cause it only really matters when you spendin’ it right… right???
[hook]
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