Текст песни Adams Morgan - Willie The Kid , ANKHLEJOHN

I have been to the mountain top
And it will take a hell of a man
To knock me out

You either get down or lay down
Sent the runner on the greyhound
50 bands inside the jansport
We felt the bus route was the safest transport

This shit is free unless you paying for it
Your word ain't bond unless you standing on it

Imagine a mom losing her only son
You can't take life for granted you get only one

I really did the shit that Tony done
Either Montana or Romo

Made it to the top with no promo

This shit classic
Historical tags
Won't drive it snow though

I caught a penalty for all you showboating
Help me with my sportsmanship
Conduct I was too cutthroated

Not speaking up on what you believe
That's how you get fucked over
Separated his wants from his needs
When he was much older

A 9 to 5 Had him down on his knees
His back hunched over
The orange Porsche is something I need
Look like a crushed sods
Was in the streets with fifty plus soldiers

Ready for combat
But we don't discuss motives

The bitches you call tens to me I shrug shoulders
And it's slug's loaded

Playing with the wrong one
Niggas a blunt roll him
I'm in the part of the club where you
Can't toe touch just king me instantly

Your team down bad
And in need of a victory

Just look at me

For example
My prime ain't even hit me
I pop bottles when I was young
We toast with the Motu

You got bitch tendencies you gon' do what a ho do
And it's too predictable
Just let everybody in the room know
It ain't even a mystery

Just show me love, ain't gotta hate me
It's enough money for all of us, put it on the table
Look me in my eyes, shake my hand then pay me
I put it on the credit, raised the score and went crazy

Yeah, just show me love, ain't gotta hate me
It's enough money for all of us, put it on the table
Look me in my eyes, shake my hand then thank me
I put it on the credit, raised the score and go crazy

I seen the mountain top like Martin Luther
Know bitches that'll shoot ya
Missionary rarely
I'm into Kama Sutra

I'm hopping out the Uber
Photoshoots in Vancouver
I study lessons
Like it's Q-man but went to Jummah

Black seed like it's cumin
Cue the cameras
I'm not human
My skill set exceed the standards

I'm not losing
I'm chose when the bitches choosing
Maneuvering
It's not power till we all empowered

Never been a coward
The full ride at Howard
Living great
One bedroom in Adam's Morgan

My nigga went to Coppin State
We fucking hoes at Morgan

And then I glide
Like I play shooting gaurd for Portland

Back in the A
Push the motorsport down Cortland

I'm down for whatever
I'm showing out my toes out
When it's sweater weather
I need a Benz or better
It's Willy

Get your shit together
Yeah

(Thank you, Lordy)