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King Moe

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Perky's and Xanny's, the way I got bars
Blood on that pavement, we was banging, dodging cop cars
They sent that boy soul to the sky
They made a opp a star
All these emotions I deposit, I'm trying to not withdraw
Astaghfirullah, father forgive them
For they know not who they crossed
Make a rapper week-end, told my shooter take two days off
Waterboy, just like I'm Bobby
They should've left Boucher alone
Trapping out the deep end
You want a fix, I'm who they call
God is my rod, I don't need no protection
This thug life way too embedded, call me Moekaveli
You ushered me into the game, but this is Moe confession
To pull up in that foreign thing, I really had to ghost Alexus
That's why I tell them I never eat a hoe spaghetti
And keep it in the holster, heavy
Gustin asking what's the status
Why he gotta post from heaven?
Rappers have an undercover smoke
I keep it copacetic
You supposed to celebrate my growth
But they won't throw confetti
Told them, I'm going to make it
It won't take too long
Promise when I do
That you are going to sing my song
Devil want me in his grip, but I rock angel palms
Keep some fire on my hip, they are going to ring alarms
Hope to keep you close no matter where I'm are
When I look into the mirror, there's a shining star
Even when I'm tired, I shine like armor all
Metal glitter off my neck, they see me from afar
Metal glitter off my neck, you got to feel a way
Bank account, a couple figures on my year to date
Yeah, I believe in God
I heard a killer pray like oh father
But he is going to spin a benz and spin again
As if it's no Karma
What constitutes a robber
Only answer they had no cash
Only paper that I used to see was in my notepad
Ramen noodle dinners, I remember, I can't go back
Was busy loving Mika, but she cheated
With her hoe ass
Boss up and get that bread, don't be a table bum
Lint in his pocket, watch him profit when them flavors come
No matter how hard that you love
Don't put your faith in nothing
Better focus on that bag, you got to make you something
I love women for their soul
Don't matter how they look
Cause she is going to bring me back a bowl when it's my time to cook
Really got it off the road, ain't I a highway crook
A blind man said, I'm going to glow
I told him, I say look
Told them, I'm going to make it
It won't take too long
Promise when I do
That you are going to sing my song
Devil want me in his grip, but I rock angel palms
Keep some fire on my hip, they are going to ring alarms
Hope to keep you close no matter where I'm are
When I look into the mirror, there's a shining star
Even when I'm tired, I shine like armor all
Metal glitter off my neck, they see me from afar
I say look

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