K1llbrady & Blxckie “Æ POETRY” Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Do you really know who is the general?
It gets really dark I don’t know who’s really been in charge
I was talking to my plug right on the burner phone
Couldn’t even hear him, sound like intercom
I knew I’d get straight to these racks ’cause all the pain I’ve felt
I’ve been deep inside the water, felt like Michael Phelps
If you got it how I got it, you don’t know how to feel
I’m on top of the hill
Came from cracking the seal
Told myself, “I cannot fall, I stand on top of it all”
If I’m standing with the bros, you talk to all of the dogs
‘Fore you get to me
Knowin’ that you spoke to the boss
Diamonds sit on the bezel
Looking bravo like John
And we standing on couches
Havin’ fun with the dogs
Tell ’em, “Bring out the Don
With the cider of course”
Said I’d be on the way
But I’m lyin’ of course
And it’s nothin’ to me
I ain’t taking too long
Legend’s Barber bus pull up to the crib
Let me get my taper
I don’t wear no belts, but if I did, it would prolly be that leather alligator
She tryna make conversation
Thinkin’ I’ma save her
Life is way too long, I get this money and I save it
Life is way too short, I need my bouncers to get payment
I told Brady, “****, that’s your wave”
****, if it’s great, they gon’ claim it
Prolly gonna claim it
[Verse 2]
Pouring lean, I got a heavy hand just like Barbosa
Tried to tell ’em, “It’s our year, we takin’ over, it’s over”
Mama told me, “Win in silence, baby, don’t ever show ’em”
Lotta **** out here hating, chance you don’t even know ’em
Told big unc, “He live in memory, we still gonna pour him”
That small talk getting boring, can’t you see that I’m growing?
It’s the money route, there really ain’t no other route
If shit goin’ down, my shooter had me point him out
Like it’s NFL, we fuck ’em then we pawn ’em out
They tried to get my life on film, I live a paramount
When it’s table conversations, we talk big amounts
Always had this dedication, I just maxed it out
Yeah, I maxed it out, got the blueprint flatten out
How you mad about a loss, but you ain’t plan it out?
Money reach my shoulder, weight on my shoulder
We did it, dog, I told you, they acting like they know us
Can’t you see we balling?
And we’ll never hit the club if they don’t let the dogs in
I was really born to shine, this music shit my calling
Yes, I’m really born to shine, I’m shining ’til the coffin
Codeine came straight from the doctor, pulled up on him coughing
I’m not one man when I’m walking
‘Cause a lot of **** been watchin’ our pockets often
But we never playing defense, we always stay on offense
Compare me to my age mates, then on God, I’m gon’ take offense
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
K1llbrady
Rap
Blxckie
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sihle Sithole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Her cut the Lights
Producer