Krooked Cannon

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Skeme - Rap, West Coast Rap

Krooked Cannon

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[Verse] Now bet ya standing on my own 10 toes And to my last 24, coutin' bank And pourn' drank until i dont care about my woes And as soon as I get some quap I plot on how to get some more A rich nigga still slidin' with those killas on the low No new faces, its too late for them niggas I dont know It ain't no hoppin on this wave now Lil bitch you missed the boat I fell in and out of love I went from feeling high, then low I had to get my mind right And quit trippn about these hoes Now im workin tripple shifts Like this shit is all I know Now im workin tripple shifts Like this shit is all I know Workin tripple shifts Like this shit is all I know I can take no days off I'm terrified of going broke, look All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain I got off my ass, got on grind and they both came Now I just want to nev, to never tell my son though Cuz' I would do anything for lil' Khalil, lord know The realest back, all that fraud shit done fore See I was off the porch Before them niggas hit the front door Got it on my homie, what the fuck I need to front for Especially when I got doper' lawyers with guns blown Chill ain't dead cuz bitch niggas still livin The world forever and fuck whoever offended I just pour to have a pint and saw I have a half empty simply Now im back, for the first time slime I know they miss me All these niggas around me was with me in the trenches All these niggas around me now put money over bitches All these niggas around me in the field and with the business All them niggas around you broke and in they feelings See I respect realness, dont respect millions Cuz money never made a nigga real, I hope you hear me 2K for cartie frames on face you see it clearly PSA if you with all of that fugasi, dont come near me Who me I came in on my own two feet I worked too hard to let DAs make me lose sleep Im missed understood cuz most these niggas minds too sweet Or too soft to comprehend the shit we saw in these streets Sheesh Smell that success coming off me, it reek Quiet grind and try and sign and I get caught in a sweep Nothing promised, god just might call me home this week So im living like tomorrow what I might not see All my goals I gatta reach, so I might not sleep For some not days for some not weeks, stay up geeked All this industry shit be water down and weak Pardon me but i dont think these niggas cut like me And bitch im fresh up off the block, the scent is still in my clothes Im stayin down while these suckas taking deals for their souls Im a hot boy, ain't no time to chill with these hoes A millionaire but bitch, I still be in the field with my woes A boss lives just like a boss cuz thats the life that he know I feel entitled to the thrown, my nigga rightfully so Just like I feel like a lazy nigga got the right to be broke And like I feel a snitch nigga got the right to be smoked One [Outro] Look Its like A nigga swtich I never changed till this changed bruh Put the city on my back as soon as I came up

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  • Skeme