K9LLUM9NAT9 Lyrics

I got spiritual pistol locked and loaded in my mental

That be shoot'n to unify every hood, slum and ghetto

Our ghosts supposed to live forever, we was never mortal

But a nigga still addicted to these motherfuckin' pesos

All blue strips mean only Benjamins

Brodie killed the whole pint, extra collar greens

A billion dollar dreams yet

On the block still

What's on the menu?

Red or blue pill...

(Blood spill)

Yea they wanna lock my me up

Cus they don't want the 9 around

I'm a desert kid

A different moor, bitch I made the vow

And I know I can't ask my niggas

To put them choppas down

I would have to make them bullets

Fly the other way around (Bitch)

Now my voice all gone last night we was wilding

Ménage a trois in her momma house, we wasn't silent

Damn I still remember when I used to lie about pussy

I wasn't honest...

Grown ass nigga, c la vie

Make sure you get what you need

They reach boy we teach

They don't know the streets

I need my ring

I'm feeling like I'm A.I

Finna penetrate and cause damage from the inside