Every Blue Moon ft. Kevin Allen Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
In a two door legend sliding to Sade
White girl flew the profit out
I'm thuggin' thru a heartbreak
Gotta make good
Cuz the last one was all shake
My word is A-1, Bruh
Ain't that what they all say
Distorted lens
Big body Benz
Open the curtains
The show begins
Stellar performance
You really love it
Then don't pretend
No paparazzi with them flashing lights
Please no more gun bars
Paint with real life
It ain't even his fault
He rap kill time
So hold 9
Pardon me big dawg
You gon eat yours I ate mine
It's rhetorical
Finesse is felt
And hardly ever seen
Since 13
I wanted to bling
It took a got damn pandemic
From them to grow they wings
This that hezi
In and out
Cross cross
Tween
Change speed
The real ballers got bag
Determine what they need to use
By where they're at
Keep your enemy on his heels
Be disciplined with the jab
Fatigue separates the men from the boys
where Power is subjective
Know that grace is not a toy
Hit the Carolinas
Texas and Illinois
While you were gone
She married him and his baby
All that To fill the void of you
It's been so long
Can't say it ever felt like this
Can't say it ever felt like this
There is where I belong
Stay out the way
Don't wear yo welcome so thin
It's been so long
Can't say it ever felt like this
Can't say it ever felt like this
There is where I belong
Stay out the way
Don't wear yo welcome so thin
I was watching Belly watching Shottas
Very little ambition
Never thought of being no lawyer or a doctor
Fast forward I'm Draper and Matt Horn cracking lobster
He just opened up a restaurant in Vegas
It's only right we play Sinatra
Salud, Mi casa, Su casa
She in the mood, and I got a bottle
S*** I'll be back by tonight
Just send the confirmation email
Out of sight, out of mind
They say the devil's in the details
Mind your business 'til you find
All the diamonds your heart desires
I'm high and I feel inspired
They killing time
Man I'm back with the coalition
(Yea) we spilling wine with bad b******
And practices stoicism
Mountaintop unfold the scripture
Don't joke with the Holy Spirit
Got a pack and loaded pistol
You don't know what you got 'til its gone
Ms. Jackson and Jonie Mitchell
Bout to blow the whistle
But never get attached to 'em
You know the h*** is fickle
She wanna peak in the wolves den
Well here's your golden ticket
These n***** sheep in the wolves clothing
But you don't know the difference
Left for dead, it's a marathon, not a sprint, better stretch your legs, bakers man tryna collect the bread
God bless the dead.
It's been so long
Can't say it ever felt like this
Can't say it ever felt like this
There is where I belong
Stay out the way
Don't wear yo welcome so thin
It's been so long
Can't say it ever felt like this
Can't say it ever felt like this
There is where I belong
Stay out the way
Don't wear yo welcome so thin