Текст песни Knocturnal - Cloud 9ine Ko

Use to keep a street sweeper
Bumping nelly country grammar
I ain't talking home improvement
When talking nail and hammers
Have these niggas moonwalking
Like they name is michael jackson
Made some money when i woke up
Still i feel no satisfaction
Big speaker lotta volume
But you never catch me jamming
60 40 on consciemment
Is how a nigga started trapping
Know some niggas
That scamming and finessing
Throwing confetti
Ima hit you for the re up
And hit back up when it's ready
I be fucking on hoes
Putting work up in they pussy
How you acting gangsta
But yo soul is really pussy
No tomorrow be the mob
And i be loyal to my niggas
Make a spread out
Ramen noodles
With hot cheetos in it
Give me a min while eat
And ima rob you when i'm finish
All that barking you be doing
But you timid when in public
I that play that well disrespect
Death on arrival
9 years old i had a 9
Before i ever had a bible
I chose and not selected
Taught to use that lethal weapon
Gotta watch out for them snakes
It's hella money in section

She fell in a killa
She ain't never did a crime
All it took her was guidance
And that money on her mind
This for my niggas
Nocturnal
Doing numbers in the trap
Yo baby mama and her friends
Want that old ko back
She fell in a killa
She ain't never did a crime
All it took her was guidance
And that money on her mind
This for my niggas
Nocturnal
Doing numbers in the trap
Yo baby mama and her friends
Want that old ko back

I can show you how to get it
Any product i can hustle
Stay alert around them people
And that'll keep you out of trouble
I used to slang it by the gram
A tiny solider
Been through wars
Og taught be strategic
And keep ten toes to the floor
I'm pressing the gas
No tomorrow
Leave yo sorrows in the past
I'm to the bag
Cheer myself up with some money
When I'm sad
Fuck my bitches when im anger
My frustrations out on pussy
Bitch don't call me by my government
Stop acting like you know me
My lil homegirl she be working
She can get you a new condo
Slang them wigs
And get you gas
But she only talking in hunnids
You can trust me round ya money
But can't trust me round ya wife
Say she love my music
Shawty sucked me liked it saved her life

She fell in a killa
She ain't never did a crime
All it took her was guidance
And that money on her mind
This for my niggas
Nocturnal
Doing numbers in the trap
Yo baby mama and her friends
Want that old ko back