Holy Kings (feat. Jwoodz, B. Trill, Little Limbo, Hazze & Shiloh Rafe) - DJ Evon, Steven Malcolm & Neon Feather

Im back on my bullshit hey hey hey im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit back on my bullshit heyyyy Im back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit heyyy Im back on my bullshit i speak the truth feel like a pulpit I got like 2 pits im with my dogs im goin stupid I aint fallin in love i just shot cupid gun had to use it Pussy abuse it this that trill life music These bitches confusing i hit the scene all of um choosing Call me master p cuz it aint no limit to what i be doing Im just tryna see a mill thats what im pursuing All my niggas winning aint none of um losing When i hit the stage they cheer and they moving When u hit the stage they still and they booin With my white boy man i call um stuey im in the A man i rock like im stuey Radio play shot outs to chewy ham squad gone head join the movement All progression man you see improvement feel like 8 mile man im bouts to lose it Someone please find me im lost in my music feel like nike nigga i just do it Touch any my niggas im bustin and shootin blowing that gas man my niggas pollutin Always been a soldier my niggas salute me im with my dog i aint talking bout snoopy Remember them days use to ride in a hoopty now a nigga pull up in a coupie Ball like the nba nigga im hoopin ball like the nba nigga im hoopin Im with my dog i aint talking bout snoopy remember them days use to ride in a hoopty Now a nigga pull up in a coupie i ball like the nba nigga im hoopin Im back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit heyyy Im back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit heyyy Im back on my bullshit yall betta get ready cant fuck with no petty bitch Im getting that lettuce in i roll with them doctors man we keep that medicine Im ballin foreal foreal man i deserve a letterman I aint talking bout restaurants but man but man i get the cheddars man Im hot like a sweater man i aint talking bout weddings but i be the betterman My diamonds so cold that they predicted snow i aint talk to no weatherman My pistol on me im like woah i got them bitches with me they on go I need some backwoods mite roll hit the store grab me some condoms And grab me some smokes Man im a og u already know i got lil niggas that call me big bro She aint making no money dont call her a hoe i hit that pussy its murder he wrote I sell that weed i dont fuck with that dope I sell that weed and my momma she knows I gotta pay bills one letter past real who u just call me trill Im back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit heyyy Im back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit im back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit back on my bullshit heyyy

Drip Cider Ima fighter When you weak just read the bible You cant change me You a liyah Thank you, Jesus Gave me fire Broke the chains no longer sure Okay wait aye I'm rocking denim on my waist I'm feeling safe aye They told me Jesus save the day he took the pain aye Don't tell me all the other lies get out my way aye Just give me space aye Just give me space aye Just give me space Just let me leave Just give me peace Not on. My own Not by myself For Him, I'll bleed Just so lovely Make me jolly I can't cheat Drip Cider Ima fighter When you weak just read the bible You cant change me You a liyah Thank you, Jesus Gave me fire Broke the chains no longer sure Drip Cider Ima fighter When you weak just read the bible You cant change me You a liyah Thank you, Jesus Gave me fire Broke the chains no longer sure Hold up wait, hold my phone... Man get out I don't condone People tellin me about a king that sits and rest up on a throne They don't really know that doe Man don't trip that was before I left the game, and I stopped the blazin Now I'm Independent no Alamo If you talkin man can it bro Shootin Wisdom thats a cannon bro Tomorrow today will be yesterday so no hesitation reppin on the flow On no no no, man I'm outbound Not stayin in the crowd that's surround sound Stayin outside to pull out from crowds now Swerving on these cats yeah like a roundabout Yeah man, get out my way I'm alive not like Pompeii I'm livin free J broke the chains The syre is an older me Yeah I live without a load Talk ya mess I gotta go I'm an Arab boy it's in my blood Y'all already know that struggle doe Drip Cider Ima fighter When you weak just read the bible You cant change me You a liyah Thank you, Jesus Gave me fire Broke the chains no longer sure Drip Cider Ima fighter When you weak just read the bible You cant change me You a liyah Thank you, Jesus Gave me fire Broke the chains no longer sure