paroles de chanson C A P - Black Messiah

Yeah...

Rack it up
Stack it up
Bag it up

All currencies we just add 'em up
Call Tyler Perry cause he acting tough
AB Call God he can be the judge
Got it out the mud
All we had was us
Lot of niggas did me wrong don't know who to trust
Might done with love
A nigga giving up
Tell me say what I want, well I'm tryna' fuck

Let me guess that was too up front
Roll a blunt
Beat me to the punch
Steady tryna' kick but ya boy never punt
And we're never fake
Do like the boy Drake and Elevate
Or like Kendrick and Levitate
All the guys ain't home, we can't celebrate

You can see the hate
Ion' see no end, expiration date
See me in person, do a double-take
Now what you got to say
Ay, you can lay today
That boy really hurt he ain't day-to-day
We could put him on a shirt, but that fade away
Rollin' wit my nigga J, cause he got the K
But I'm serious
She want the D that monkey curious
Mr. Isley I think that you hearing shit
Yo name ain't Lebron ain't no witnesses
Tape got all hits ain't no misses here
For all Black People I'm vigilant
Yeah... yeah... yeah...
And that's where all of my money spent

All these niggas cappin' while they rap
All my dogs know is attack
Please don't make them double-back

And these bitches too
Why can't we just keep it cool
Cool wit all that attitude
Just copped two Birkin Bags for you

And I identify as Jasmine's dude
This carpet don't read altitudes
In and out now that's the move
She call me daddy she got two
Send her back to her ole dude
She just left and sent me nudes
Distractions while I count this loot

Rest to Pop, shout out the Woos'
Hand full of blues, now you gotta' clue
Bless all my bullets cause they get "atchu"
Nigga you crossed me, well good luck to you
Identify you as a stool
All this gold on, you broke the #1 rule

All these niggas cappin' while they rap
All my dogs know is attack
Please don't make them double-back

And these bitches too
Why can't we just keep it cool
Cool wit all that attitude
Just copped two Birkin Bags for you