Twilight

Lyrics

[Intro: Shwabadi] I've been living in the twilight I've been inbetween Too late for the night but the day isn't for me Living in the twilight I've been inbetween [Verse 1: Shwabadi] Fuck the system you believe in Me and mine, we're known to dive off of the deep end Me and Ty teamed with Ya for no reason We really be the demons Voices whispering inside your head that there is no point in competing If the funds are not immediatе Then why would I rap Bear in the booth Of coursе I'm getting Wild on the track Haters claiming they're an alpha They're outside of the pack Now they're screaming like they're charging up a final attack Fuck 'em if they suck the fun from other's art Noah's ark, rounds come 2 by 2 Loosed from my brothers' arms Don't be smart, iron at your chest Homie, Tony Stark You built like a trouser press When heat's on you gon fold in half Punches come like beers how they're fading em I got day ones chilling in the tiers of my patreon Put you on the speakers Watch how quick they clear stadiums How you getting folded by two queers and a Canadian? Pussy, you get folded like a bad hand Poker face equipped, I'm stacking chips And making mad bank Flexible as shit, I'm throwing kicks I feel like van Damme Came from open mics And colder nights out on the bandstand Collected change out of a cap to fund the hobby Every stage I hit was dodgy Shady deals out in the lobby Now they pay to see me body stages Dangers faced are way beyond me Failure changed to daily gains So now there ain't no hate can stop me [Verse 2: Yayu] Uh Wrote this shit 2 days off chemo Lap got fat, new bread, no keto Bitch i was made for the game like B-MO Been had lines from the jump like a free throw You could say i came wrapped up like a preroll Green in my hands like shego Finito Doom: you could meet yours Stir up like the migos Slide like im playin on an iced up court Shouts ty wild, he keep the pipes up north Ion take Ls, keep a light, one .4 Put the numbers on my head, you get ya life cut short See 'nother life: i could be servin up a lotta the syrup Really all for the procurement of the prada Meet a baddie in the outskirts of the bahamas Put the sword on her melons like a nerd wit a katana Surely, id get caught up in the trap Knowin im the type of person wit a callin for securin all the dollas Nowadays, sorta been avertin all my prollems Cuz im smokin mother nature, got me swervin into fauna But trust New .38 on me, this bitch a mean girl, hit like a bus Turn em to dust Now he a cannibal, how im ahead of em kickin it up Bet that he fuss Im leavin earth, feel like a kid, had to cut off the crust I can't be touched Some say im doin too much, but i dont think im doin enough Could give a fuck but i dont Punch in a track, then we punch out and punch out wit macs Run up, get done up like that Runnin the tracks, so much, we gon run outta laps Guns out the back Shwab brought the animals in, wild dogs in a pack and we pack We on attack Beam on the zapper and you can get shorted, but know we dont lack [Verse 3: Ty Wild] Blood hungry killer, feel like Chupacabra, could kill a goat You some monsters? I didn't know Run your pockets or bust the cartridge like MissingNo I fuck the game up Fuck ya dame up You missing hoes while I'm in they throats Wild slide with a stick like I roll with Minnesota, NHL And I chill if I wanna See the man finna bear arms as if he Shwab when he switching personas Fold a op, no photo op, finna picture some posers Flash the cannon at em, box em up, leave em stiff in a motion Get it? Posted up if they stretchin shit like an edit Told bro give the word in code, clique link like that shit's embedded Been the best at what I do but... Naw I'm the best at what I do bruh No question, I ain't flexin, it's just true bruh Poke with a tight grip on the arms, bitch I'm here to shoot up Middle fingers only way I'm giving two fucks Pull up on couple of goons where they coop up Shells to they back finna give em wings, now they really a pair of troopers Shit like Marley invasion, kids get trampled, you isn't as ample I chase a bag, you drop bread like you Gretel and Hansel Chop change pace, rearrange you like we did with the sample Bullets out the Ruger spread like rumors that's getting you cancelled Life a bitch, for example, I take em on sight She say wanna hang and now she change like I'm a hotline But I feel like Dame, it ain't shit to drop dimes Sumn like my pops, since I sonned em, barely seen em like it's twilight, bitch