Текст песни Exodus (feat. Riiah World) - King Hoodie

Not what you think I is
Get drug through the club
When you take a hit
(Pause)
I'm gonna make a hit
Get love after love
When they play this shit
(Bars)
How do you stay consistent
When day after day
All the goons resist it
Can't find you a chick
That's as bad as this one
Cause my baby's a stallion
(Pegasus)
Need a medallion
(Necklace)
How do you challenge it
(Exodus)
Life is extravagant
(Excellent)
(Excellent)
Know that you mad at this
(Evident)
But it really don't matter
(Irrelevant)
On a day when you sadder
(I Always is)
Take a look at my album
(Don't fuck with it)
Boy what the fuck do you mean
Look at my team
Look at these dreams
We can't believe
We gon be kings
They gon be queens
Up on the scene
Making them scream
Two million streams
Cartier clean
Party in Prada on top of the Jeans
Party like Pac was apart of the team
Or a party on Collins
You think it's a dream
Time to get lost and in love with a beat
Sand to the beach and Miami the heat
Put some respect when you talk about me
When the sea come on land and nobody could breathe
Ima bring back the junkies who walking the streets

Ima treat em like moses and set em all free

When they praying to God it's a picture of me

Make it right
Make it right
All day and all night
Aw we gon make it right
Awh
Make it right
Awe Make it right
All day and all night
Awe we gon make it right
And this is how you make good music
Good God
It's is good music
And this is how you make good music

Good God
This is good music
And this is how you make good

Born with no pot to piss in
Every song that I'm on
Kill the competition
If I fuck your girl
She won't stop the trippin
Cause I eat that pussy
Like the opposition
You a star now
You can't stop to kick it
You can't, you can't stop
You trippin
You can't, you can't stop
To visit
Please dont act like these
Rap niggas acting different
Who rapping like this
Talking like this
Hunned percent
We gon get lit
First I'm a Blood
Then I'm a Crip
I'm fresh as fuck
Satellite dish
Pretty young bitch
All on my dick
One Hundred bricks
All on my wrist
Look at my drip
Making them sick
And I'm making money

Don't need to make sense
Ugh
So ultimately I'm nothing like you niggas
If you need me you know you can find me right next to

Right next to my microphone

Right on top where I belong
See I got all these jewels on me
Though I don't got no diamonds on
And I don't got no time to give a fuck bout who dont like me
I'm a million dollar nigga chasing millions with my Nike's on

Right
Aw we gon make it right
All day and all night
Aw we gon make it right
And this is how you make good