paroles de chanson Intermission Pt. 2 - KD Haley

Moving in silence She like it
Mysterious
Thinking she faithful
Her nigga delirious
Say that she love me
I know she not serious
I kill that cat as if she was too curious
I keep it moving like my brakes is
Absent
Heavy you light
We in two different classes
When I get the sparking I light wit
No matches
Pussy and beats
Two things I put in caskets

I know you see me like its HD
Better pay attention
Fore I hit you with a late fee
She running to me cause I get her
Wetter than a lake be
Type of nigga make a dame dash
Like Stacy
Such a relentless individual
Now you see what I'm saying
Like I'm spittin' you the visual
Creative with the wordplay
Impressive with the syllables
Better suited for winning
Yal slacking like a interview

Running up a check a necessity
And committing murder on the mic
That my specialty
And I'm into writing for you niggaz
Better credit me
The king need royalties
That's longevity
When I'm on the beat
I'm unconscious
All I think is money
It be on my mind constant
Y'all in a box
For the likes and the comments
How you be content
When you don't have content
I kill
Every song I'm on and I teach you
And I'm kinda hard headed
Not the one to preach to
Gotta couple women
That I prolly shouldn't sleep wit
But they still let me hit it
When I need to
I be in the studio cooking everyday
Even on Sunday no chic fil a
So much heat I could drop
5 albums
3 EPS
And like 8 mixtapes
They say money talks we'on hear em
If it ain't God ion fear em
To fly can't land no clearance
Taught ya girl a magic trick
Disappearance
King
To tell the truth
I'm surpassing ya pinnacle
I am like a G wagon
You more like a mini coop
All my music crazy
You can bump my shit with any crew
Fucked ya girl room up
Then moved out like a tenant do
I been in the mood to go get it
She keep telling me
That I'm the only dude
That can finish
I be in her mouth when we screw
Like the dentist
Goat with a cash cow nigga moo
What the business
I got blue faces
But my pockets not sad
Designer on the belt
So the pants don't sag
She not getting what she want
If all she ever do is nag
But I move
When she blow
On the pole
Like a flag
If i want it ima cop
Automatic like robo
Cold how i shake the game
Treat it like snow globes
And ya girl a thot ttg on go mode
She stay with a dick no gun no homo
Niggaz clout chasing
They do whatever for promo
I'm real offset
But not a father of 4 doe
Caught a chick off snap
She wanted more than a photo
Then called her friends
And pulled off a four door
Aghh
I been in the building wit the racks
On me
Came in with a baddie and her racks
On D
You don't wanna see the king
With the raps oh please
It's a wrap homie
Better pass on me
Gave me the green light
Cause my John is a legend
I'm ready to go
Y'all can kick it in my section
And ya lies entertaining
But they not that interesting
What we do is real life
And what you do is called wrestling