Wale

[fox69]

"I Think They Crazy"

"I Think They Crazy"


If I ever disappoint ya'll
Then appoint me to the lord right now
Cause right now
I'm ever so closer to exposing a culture, an unmarked source
An untapped market
My target consumer's consumed in the music of Wale's movement
Love day coming soon, as soon as it drop
I'm a bring back June
That's fire, and I ain't even lying
My revolution is not televised
The betterment of music
I do it for the lovers
The ones opposed: muh'fuck 'em
They can't touch us
Can't fuck with the flow
Selling better rap to an elephant
Hold up, a rat to an elephant
An elephant's fierce
So I elevate here with the presence of a rat
So every time I rap, big niggas get scared
Hey, rewind that back
Yeah, I think I might lose em
Apparently they all Terrence Newman
You can't cover me
You like a newspaper blanket
Used by the bums at the station
Insufficient to the winds, a nigger get it in
The city on my back I will carry till we win
A 2 year plan to resurrect rap
A Grammy for my man while I elevate the cap
I meditate fast and pray that one day
We'll hold it down now too siempre
When they say they hate me
They say cause they ain't me
But niggas can't faze me
No, cause the radio play me
On heavy rotation
And those niggas hatin

[Chorus: Gnarls Barkley]
What's the problem is you dumb or stupid
Nah, ya'll just crazy

They say I'm too shallow
And my material is so materialistic
That when I give them that conscious
They subconsciously don't acknowledge my comments
So I've opted to subliminally slip content that's somewhat conscious
Every so often, so it's really subconscious
Under the surface it work like gospel
And top if it, my topics is
More relevant here to the common man
There's a lot more common man than there's hustlers
Notice how my commons ad I got bucks up [? ]
I got bucks on
I love shoes and my MTs get it, if you don't get it fuck you
I love food in a metaphorical sense
When it's money on the plate, I shake, I'm gluttonous
They loving my composure
My composition book's golden
I leave my competition hopin'
Soaking in defeat like pedicure
Get it? Nevermind, you wasn't ready for it
Machete sword flow
I get into when the pen do what the pen do, bitch move
Skip school, nigga I ain't got class
That's why I grab ass every time I watch it pass
I meditate fast and pray that one day
We'll hold it down now too siempre
When they say they hate me
They say cause they ain't me
But niggas can't faze me
No, cause the radio play me
On heavy rotation
And those niggas hatin

[Chorus: Gnarls Barkley]

 

[fox69]

"I'm On One (Freestyle)"

"I'm On One (Freestyle)"



Two white cups and I got that drank
Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight
Redbox flow and I do not date
Real G shit I don’t use no cape
I got my cake; I love hip hop
J Cole, Don Trip, Drake, Big Sean
Nigga wanna act we can get improve
Bread on me that’s a garlic knot
Tats out and my hair long
Loud shit, Weird noise
Like B.o.B., Got airplanes
Not one J got a pair or more
Folarin bitch releast nigga in this ho
Shoutout to them niggas who still fuck with me at Interscope
My ambition to blow
This is why I’m in this fo’
Women at my pole
This is oh so much like getting votes
I make her kitten moist
This is why her nigga mad
I just give her bigger O’s
He just get her bigger bags
I’m an asshole, so what my bitches like it?
I’m why she get excited
You why she buy the vices
The tightest writer to write, dopest flower to quote it
I’m zonin; I’m in Seattle with Little Cheyenne and Tony
What up? My sister and them, All my niggas listening
I be one and done’ing hoes like Crawford at Michigan
Realest nigga told you that, Cloey love me more than rap
Bitch I got that Kobe game, bitch you got that Kobe rap
DMV we on the map, it’s over for these corny niggas
Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit
There’s no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics
Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions
I’m on one, we on weed but she on E
She so fly, she so fine, but she so shy but I’m a don see?
No car key and I mean that
Cause I show fur, no bikini wax
My Moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
Swear this closet full of heat, bitch I never need a match
Undefeated, GS in a t-shirt and my Leaders hat
Change of scenery, I’m Al Pacino Willy Beaman yeah
Turned into a shark and I got that from all this DC crap
Fuck yo bitch to The Weeknd, I ain’t speaking bout that CD player
But shout to that OVO, Shout out to the whole T.O
Shout YMCMB, MMG we run the globe
This the district where politicians is fucking goons
And I done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news
A neutral mover, truly cool with a bunch of crews
Better keep a shooter, there’s always one with something to prove
Nice for that war, trying to see my daughter walk
Keep wifey in La Perla and don’t you ask her what that tori cost
Always keep a dodie on on me, I ain’t for that Maury talk
A 40 of that OE, Casey Veggie my homie
Out in LA I'm fakin’ hitting switches
This ain’t mine, it’s Ricky, but shhh don’t tell my bitches
I swear I love my music, I truthfully hate this business
I swear it’s like this liquor is improving a lot of women
Intuitively and gifted, Too empty, this is Lipton
Hallucinating from Rufilin, Who is saying is iller?
Nigga, I got that Dilla, Premo, Swizzy flow
Women front, they get its cold
She never play no games with me so I never get her Coach
I’m supposed to boast, this lyrical overdose
Niggas George Foreman grillin’, shit I spit that rope-a-dope
She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke
White boys gon set the mood, yeah, that’s word to Hall & Oates
And it’s still fuck everybody
I run the Summer, don’t plan on sharing potties
Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine
That yellow bitch, a lot of face, she that emoticon
Got a bunch of haters, but I got more to count
Mohammed got a little mac, don’t get your shoulder popped
I don’t really know a lot, but I hope these people know my heart
My Nomo could be found in stores with a jersey only Nomo got
Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch
If I’m getting geechy I can rock three chains on either block
DC maybe PG MMG shit please do understand it
The only team more powerful? Sasha and Malia family
Malia family, We the family
I give these bitches my seed, swear they don’t need a nanny
Won’t see me in the Phantom til a nigga see a Grammy

 

[fox69]

"Ice And Rain"

"Ice And Rain"


[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, falling in love

[Verse 1:]
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
And then along came the wrong man for her
The former, position of a pimp
He ain't have em on a track, he just had em like that
An uptown cat, Kennedy where he be at
She wasn't hip to the niggas were he be at
And she was from the burbs
And not the black burbs, I mean the white burbs
But that's what he liked her
Fascinated her, discriminated school boy
See, she would complained of the tested nature
Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones
They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked
Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living
Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence
She was persistent on love though omit it
Waited on it's arrival but baby but never get it

[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, searching for love
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, falling in love

[Verse 2:]
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care
She like, girl you wrong running away from home
So I guess you think you grown
So go on girl get on
She fiend for attentions
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
Oh it's over whole time she knows this
Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit
If his bitch insist on getting sick
And tired of his shit and tries to just split
So she just sit while settling for the lesser
A breakdown broad oh she could of done better
A cocaine measurer, part time lover
A full time sex slave, never find another
Couple months under him something in the oven
She says I got news, he denies that young'n

[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, searching for love
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, falling in love again

[Verse 3:]
As she goes through the levels
She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing
But it ain't change nothing, he getting worser
And she getting bigger so she feeling like she cursed
Time to get her bags get ghost
Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke
So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival
Waiting holding her stomach but holmes would never find out
The door crack, niggas all black
Kicked down the door the looking for the cash
They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope
We don't with the jokes girl, where the fuck the notes at
We called your man he knew just what it is
We told him no dough then we go and get your bitch
The nerve of this prick, she said fuck it you can have em
We calling his bluff, so get your nose on this handgun
She just laughs as her life starts flashing back
And there's little to be glad for
I've been living in hell so death can never fade me
Bullets penetrate me, but they can never faze me
I can never face me again, cause I hate me
So tell him I been dead he killed me when he made me
He killed me when he made me, tell him I been dead POW!

[Chorus:]
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, searching for love
Ice melts into rain
Love turns into pain
Here I go again, falling in love again

 

[fox69]

"Ice Cream Girl"

"Ice Cream Girl"


Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
Here comes that ice cream truck
DC, Maryland, and Virginia
I got y'all this summer

Like somethin' on my mind, I'm finna let it know it
She heard I was a mac, I heard she was a roller
And this is how I'm going, your man ain't gotta know it
And know I'm givin' rides, baby girl take a token
Golden, and I ain't never [?]
Cause two fives got me, they know me at the quarters
And I'm a know court with a flow like Lohan
And I don't give em roses 'less it's Rosé Moët
Hold up, Wale Folarin
Saks 5th Ave. while they shoppin' at Target
Got it, homie when you want it
My studio a day spa, booth, a sauna
On another level here, y'all all irrelevant
Anywhere they're fakin' Wale, I Carmelo 'em
Mellow them out, I'm David Stern
By the time you come back, the team just ain't yours
Two scoops, sing it to me girl

[Hook:]
Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
Get that ice cream
Cherry on top, she like it on top
And when I hit the spot the cherry go pop
The cherry go pop, the cherry go pop
And when I hit the spot, the cherry go pop

She say she ain't with it, she say she got a nigga
She wasn't no B, until she heard the lyrics
That what I call spittin', sixteens official
French vanilla kissin', put that cone in the middle
The cherry on top, she like it on top
And when I hit the spot the cherry gonna pop
The area I'm at, put my city on the map
And I'm making that guap while it's feasible to rap
Wale, that's me
Wale, they not me
I'm made a great name, the haters watch me
Leave 'em with a reason, number reason to be mad
You'll never find better, go explore like reaction
This is rap with a go-go attachment
I am dap one like a handshake partner
I curry chicken ass niggas like bhatt [?]
Hip hop and dough, know the world gonna rock that
Two scoops, shorty get that ice cream

[Hook]

Now I've met a lot of women, but them uptown women
Make me love 'em just a little
Had an E Street banger, beautiful and dangerous
Listen to me baby
Had a Largo slam with a girl, not a man
Still took 'em by the hand, she my ice cream girl
Had a Falls Creek diva, sneaker game clean
And I put her on my team, she my ice cream girl
Had a youngin' out in Rizo[?], wanted to get the kids
We separated but still, she my ice cream girl
Had a south side rider, right to the side of me
I ain't gonna lie, she my ice cream girl
Had a youngin' out Nova, nothin' but the couture
And we still close, she my ice cream girl
DC VA, women of the world
You messin' with Wale, you my ice cream girl
Two scoops

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Illest Bitch"

"Illest Bitch"


[Intro]
Turn up the beat, the music up
I got to fight this
I want to fight the music on this one
I was gonna write you a poem today
But I was like, fuck it
I was feelin' myself, you know?

[Hook]
Illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
Yeah, that my sista and I'm so proud the way she hold it down
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
Pray you richer in confidence
When I'm paying you mind
Look, the illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive!
Yeah, one time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!

[Verse 1:]
Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly
No at times, know it's life
No one notice your plight
No one notice your struggle
No one know what it's like
How you hold in emotion almost while holding in life
Man, straight and no fucking
Women pain got her stressin
I can't touch her, so for pleasure
I get special attention
Yes it's the illest bitch alive, I love her freaky side
And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter
Just rise for the

[Hook]
Illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
Yeah, that my sista and I' m so proud the way she hold it down
Call her the illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive
Pray you richer in confidence now I'm paying you mind
Ohh illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
One time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!

[Verse 2:]
Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak
Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too week
Couple shy of a month, I ain't runnin' you up
When it be too loose or you be too late
We ain't tyin' no knot
And I know it's double standards when you're fuckin' with us
But I pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
New louboutins when she dressin', louboutin
Please correct me, stretch marks
Make her self conscience, I kiss her when we're sexin'
Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown
Smokin' loud, blowin' down when the law ain't around
When it comes to underwater I get nautical shawtie
Yeah, you leavin' alone but came here with multiple shawtie

[Hook]
Yes it's the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
Yeah, that my sista and I'm so proud the way she hold it down
Call her the illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive
Pray you richer in confidence now I'm paying you mind
Ohh illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
One time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
Fuck it though, I got a little bit for her...

[Outro - read as poetry]
And I promised myself I wouldn't tell you this shit today
But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit I'mma say
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her
And the truth hurts that this world's mine, but the womb is hers
Ms. mother nature I pray that our daughters carry and favor your genes
And when you take off your jeans you get all the me that you need
That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means
And for what it's worth, I hope a couple words could help you see...
Illest bitch alive

 

[fox69]

"Intro: Stroke Of Genius"

"Intro: Stroke Of Genius"


The envy of my biggest haters
It's not the type of situation that a nigga painting
I swear the dirty bitches scheming, they be on them capers
Niggas dying from dippers, pistols, and fornication
This is, the capital of the universe
Where dreaming of bigger wheels is pursuing a newer hearse
Now how was that for your consolation prize?
Can't address my vision, you caught up with naked eye
It's Basiquiat without a brush
Vodka in a toliet cup
Painting dog colors cause my marijuana loud enough
Other artist that's working is never working this hard
It's sort of a cross between Nicki and Ernie Barnes
Sugar shacking with shorties wetting up all their pearlies
It's not a sleeve baby girl it's an allegory
And in any category, I'm very established
Got women of all colors my home is a palette
Superior talent, Women give me my balance
In Ocho Rios me and shawty, we smoke out a chalice
Rastafar right, Nigga about to scar ya
And take a life, I'm painting potassium chloride
Expect the truth, When I come through you niggas all slight
And you got no pool like you rolling up your cigars type
I live by the code "Fuck hoes", make it look easy
She said she need me in her walls, I give her graffiti
A jay of that diesel, My portrait been lethal
Straight off the easel, I proceed to do this for the people
Straight off the [?], Still undefeated
I'm painting masterpieces
Ralph, A stroke of genius
(Ow)

With this paint, I can tell this story
You can break it down for me
So with the paint, I can tell this story
With this brush...
Now with this brush, I'm a paint this story
Now tell them with this brush, I'm a paint your story
Now tell them with this brush, Let me paint the story
Lord, Let me paint this
Now with this brush I'm a paint the story
No fake shit for me
(Word)

 

[fox69]

"Ji-Dope"

"Ji-Dope"


[Intro:]
New Shaq flow
Everybody ain't trippin', but they got toast
Nigga, we not dope boys, we just yacht, doe
Without a pot stove, nigga, make that pot roast

[Verse 1:]
Nigga, I'm a humble nigga
Still come through and kick it
With the very same niggas that I came through with it
A miracle to girls with that lyrical appeal
Keep it real, y'all playing like American Apparel
Js DS, don't be lacin' them up
Y'all be makin' some money, but y'all be makin' shit up
Y'all be welling, embellishing, but forever irrelevant
They be saying whatever, but when they see me, they suckin' dick
It's hard to just love a woman, it's easy to fuck a bitch
[?], seeing what Puggy did
That's why I be talkin' for every feature and cover
'Pparents [?] cause when I was hungry
You motherfuckers ain't wanna hear it
Grind mode, shorty said that she tryin' go
That X-Box, they talking, they gave me gonzo
Y'all slow, my shows be all sold
In Norway, it's no way you're in Oslo
Ridin' with the Buddha, rockin' the Medusa
Got a lotta haters, they ain't cool enough to do it
Fuck the pistol, got a shooter, I am not thuggin'
Your little mixtape, who a nigga, get a budget

[Hook:]
Turn me up yo
It's like work to me

[Verse 2:]
I put the city on, I kept the city on
Shout out to Cool & Dre, made another million
We added to the store, couple packs of the Swisher
Fuck a Benz, bag a bitch in a Maxima, chillin'
Ain't trickin' if you got it, I'm a get it
I ain't sayin' bitch, we're better, but these niggas not official
As I, all these niggas is hard?
They like giving a cough down to a nigga with SARS
Some niggas is real, a lot of niggas is soft
A lotta bitches be scarred, so I be sittin' in my car
I'm low-key, the most freaks that know me for reason
So 'bout that goat cheese, they won't be competing
Meaning, it's easy, we M.O.B.ing
So much that girls at the bank call me steezy
Wonder?, fuck ya, bad motherfucker
One man band below Raz on production
Come up in the booth salivating for the supper
And another finished booth, [?] man's just a hustler

[Hook:]
Turn me up yo
It's like work to me

[Outro:]
Bad bitches in the front
Real niggas in the back

 

[fox69]

"Juggin"
(performed by Ab Icee)
(feat. Wale & Wax)

"Juggin"
(performed by Ab Icee)
(feat. Wale & Wax)



[Intro - Wale:]
A hundred M's won't make me change up on my nigga
A hundred M's I never change up on my nigga
A hundred M's I never change up on my nigga
Change up on my niggas

[Pre-Hook - Wale:]
I’ve been juggin' for weeks, I’ve been calling the shots
Movin' work out the suite, so they check in with me
So they check in with me, told me nothing is sweet
I’ve been juggin' for weeks, I’ve been calling the shots
Movin' work out the sweet, you better check in with me
Me, yeah

[Hook - Wale:]
Get it, go, get it, go
Get it, get it, get it, go
Get it, go, get it, go
Get it, get it, get it, go
Get it, go, get it, go
Get it, get it, get it, go
Get it, go, get it, go
Real nigga sticking to the code
Work

[Verse 1 - Big Wax:]
Say "Big Wax", say "making heights"
So many a time I sitter these streets, they almost claimed my life
But I'm still here, I buck'em
Still on the dice and I bust'em
Then scoop the money like fuck'em
Know I be thuggin', no they can't touch him
Go to Bahama, go to Club Leer
That Ocean Drive, it take me a dime
But a real nigga gotta live
Purple circle boys, yeah you see us every blue moon
My city united and they guide it, yeah that coming soon

[Pre-Hook - Wale]

[Hook - Wale]

What's shaking there bro? What's the motivation there, Joe?
(Vacation is over, this niggas ain't faking no more)
Okay, I put you on, I was a GP
A couple songs like an EP
Young Folarin don't do lean
Three cups got'em on three Z's
Me, just a green leaf
Little Hennessy willing to complete me
Really these little niggas on anything
So if anything in the bing we should never think
Wal-ee say a piece, stay on your thing
Fuck a cellphone too, that's the second thing
Fuck a 3G phone, spent 3 G's on a badabing
Bararring before you get to speak

[Pre-Hook - Wale]

[Hook - Wale]

[Verse 3 - Ab-Ice:]
A hundred M's won't make me change up on my nigga
One-hundred M's, one-hundred M's
One-hundred M's won't make me change up on my nigga
One-hundred M's, one-hundred M's
I get it and I get it going
I'm trapping on my [?]
Two-hundred on the dash, I pull up GT chrome
Three-hundred, my style's born
And everything designer homie
Every time they say they waiting on me
So why they say they hating on me
I'm just tryna make it homie

[Pre-Hook - Wale]

[Hook - Wale]

 

[fox69]

"Keep It Moving (Freestyle)"
(feat. Ab-Soul & Magazeen)

"Keep It Moving (Freestyle)"
(feat. Ab-Soul & Magazeen)



[Hook - Ab-Soul (Wale):]
One time for my real niggas, yeah they fuckin' with me
Yeah they fuckin' with me
Two times for the fake niggas, y'all ain't fuckin' with me
That's the reason they ain't fuckin' with me
(One time for the real niggas, who fuckin' with me
Yeah they fuckin' with me
Two times for the fake niggas, they ain't fuckin' with me
That's the reason they ain't fuckin' with me
Keep it movin')

[Ab-Soul (Wale):]
Now what's my name ho? (Soulo)
Pretty please, no photos
P.Y.T. my lady, Michael Jackson in the 80's
Moonwalkin' music legend, curly-headed Jay Z
Wale tell these niggas "Keep it movin'"

(And I do so, no complainin'
Perusin' in my zoomin' souped-out Coupe like I'm Bruce Wayne in here
No stains in this
No matter what handkerchief, they bang with us)

Pirus and Locs confusin' folks
They ain't got the brain for us
Be safe, my nigga

(We all came from the same militia
Okay now things have picked up
Shit tough but I ain't gonna switch up
Trick nah, niggas keep females, givin' free Chanel like cable lifta'
Fuck all that label shit dawg
Wale you in a great position)

Soulo, Soulo in the cut and I don't give a fuck like castration
Look deep inside yourself, I'm sure you'll feel my presence
I'm more spiritual than lyrical; that's my confession
One time for my real niggas
New colorful ass, hunnit dollar bill niggas

(Hugh Hefner doesn't have
This plethora of women to stab
And it's not a thing
I got more game than Mattel nigga
Let me tell you niggas decent advice:
If you can book her, then I ain't read her right
Go see her tonight
Shit, I'll pay for your tele and get you a flight
I'll be damned, a bitch is dreamy and I ain't give 'em no pipe)

Pipe dreams turn to overnight celebrities
I could walk on water, fuck your phony seven seas
(Pussy nigga sellin' drugs)
When I'm out here sellin' syllables to silly seventeen year-olds
The greatest story never told

The flow, patent like my black 11's though
My fantasy is Angelina mixed with Mrs. Angelou
Niggas trap all week to try and meet the status quo
It's like Home Depot clearance man it's cheap to let them hammers go
Bang, bang

Bang, bang, Chief Keef
Three hundred ways you can lay underneath yee
Six feet, what's that, three people?

(Yeah nigga, shit's deep
Squeeze, squeeze
All my young G's bumpin' Lil Reese
Say on the top, it's just us, nigga
You got Ciroc, it's alright, I know Puff, nigga)

Bad Boy, Good luck, nigga

(A couple women in here with no inhibitions would be clutch nigga
If you real, are you fuckin' with that?
I'm real Hip-Hop, is still runnin' the map
Keep it movin' huh)

[Hook]

[Intermission - Wale (Magazeen):]
Pour my liquor up, roll me a J
I'm in my zone, fuck with me, real nigga
Wha?
Aye Magazeen
(Real nigga say, yeah, yeah)
Hold that
It's that mothafuckin' groovy every blue moon tune-age
I want it to feel like some 90's shit now
Aye Mag get me with that 90's flow

[Magazeen:]
I got morphine in the street, when we steppin' in here
Makin' money, spot the papa, but it neva enough
Fuck around and pass ti place, while ya just bite the dust
Real niggas

[Outro - Magazeen:]
Every blue moon, MMG, Wallaby, TDE
We keep it tweakin'
Life pon the Dashiki
Every Versace, take off the girls' dem panties
Lick her up, roll that J
I'm in my zone, fuck with me
Real niggas

 

[fox69]

"King Slayer"

"King Slayer"


Got my back to the wall, this isn't rap, this is war
Took a sabbatical, I'll battle anybody who want it
These are my king knack for words, as a actual sword
I could decapitate a rapper, if he be lackin' he gone
Know that my faction too strong, know that my passion that throne
Know that my team is afloat, no matter what raft that we on
What did you think? Homie I'm never gon' sink, I'll be forever a G
Comin' at me? Haters capiche, I'll throw you a piece like [?] on the beat
The homie a beast, you know where I be so who want it with me?
Lil homie a beast, with double M G, my young'ns is thee
And every full moon, that's fact [?]
I'm tellin' whoever is messin' with me, could bring you that Khaleesi heat
Burn up, like I'm tryna fill the urn up
And I'm tryna be the best so see my speech as [?]
Word up, better back up or I'll pack out that black car service
Get you back up when I'm back up and I plan on murkin'
Your ass is curtains

Fakin' on us and we gon' ride out
I ain't fakin' dawg and you can find out
Chest pokin' up but what your mind 'bout?
Bet when it be on, they gon' hide out
Seein' haters tryna bring me down, no
King slayer knock you out your crown
[?] the crew [?]
You thinkin' too hard, what is you 'bout?
Family over monetary any day
My man that get the conversary every day
Never carry weight, my name carry weight
Love, hate, revolve like a .38
Love the paper but the fame in the way
Love the ladies but the queens hard to get
And I'm like a Lannister, run my town, that's seven kingdoms
And they'll never stop us, their only option is try to be us