KNOCKING ON THE DOOR (feat. 80KPAN)
SYGNWAV
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We just fucked the summer up! Hit the winter show now we masked up Plot the downfall... Somehow, something always springing up! Crash the town hall Some y'all acting scared to speak up Come into the light Might as well 'cause we run the night out Hunter what the f*ck? What you do now? What's with all the blood? Hit the dirty pool, what you gotta do to the join the fuckin' club In this universe, what's it take just to show the boy some love Really he the G.O.A.T, y'all aneno, y'all just catching up Try again, not with me Kick in doors round here, ransacked Dying poor wasn't in the plan It was only brands, I'm Mac man, they don't understand That patient planner like Perfect Cell, when we shooting shots it's a bullet hell Solitaire Shit shit shit, high sign to the lotus Been the Don like the POTUS Y'all been acting too bold, grab you children by the nose I'm supplying all the rope, wanna hang let me know Vocabulary too verbose, My diction had you niggas stumped Arbitration for some months Dumb it down when I want Knock, knock, what you won't, these turtlenecks for the hoes Not a shower I'mma grow, Kumiyo for yo' souls Needed one for the road Get stole on, lil nigga, go on Tell us all how you got the power pole like you Gohan Always shaky, no Etch-A-Sketch, left no description for a bitch to go on Gassed up like they left the stove on, with the program like a robot What it look like, Sammy Sosa? It's just God's plan, I just show up I don't need dicks for these chochas It's Mr. Mercy Man not a threat like CIRCE. We just fucked the summer up! Hit the winter show now we masked up Plot the downfall... Somehow, something always springing up! Crash the town hall Some y'all acting scared to speak up Come into the light Might as well 'cause we run the night out Bitch, f*ck respect (Woah) If we play petty games, I come correct What dialect (Yup) Do you think that I'm speaking in I'm down, down in the dirty street POV looking mad cheap Borderline personalities mixed in with the gold teeth Sunset on overdrive On the dot but they out of time Once I come to the front of your porch, better take your inside voices outside 'Cause I'm back and bitter Better than ever And after this, I'll paint the picture clearer Antagonize me, look in the mirror Two villains just tryna make six figures I just got an offer that I can't refuse Solve all the problems that I can't diffuse Expose the character I abuse Trauma to a dollar ain't misused Pocket full of commas, semicolons, and a fist Watch how I move with a brand on my wrist Suicide doors have been open again A hotline exists and it is what it is We just fucked the summer up! Hit the winter show now we masked up Plot the downfall... Somehow, something always springing up! Crash the town hall Some y'all acting scared to speak up Come into the light Might as well 'cause we run the night out Young, rich, million; me You superstitious in these streets A JSOC raid, redemption Papacy is unmentioned Smell the holy sea, turn a young killer into a machine... ugh I fear and loath in HD Oh, mercy me, washing money down behavioral sinks...ugh It's sad but watch a couple niggas run away for nickles Try to be a hunnid, couldn't give a damn But I'm Savage, grew up rat park Fill a gutter, how many monsters understand the tenets Coming from the tenements, y'all rats rapping outta Context, overcrowding us, ugh So, I'm coming from projects, making 30 million in projects Baby, if you see me, I'm snobbish My clout's in business and politics Can't sleep, got a cheque to travel That's progress, I don't know We got no creative in commons Y'all speak my culture outta pocket Build Justin Beiber out the pot Seven figures peeking thru my God complex So, when you see me that's the knowledge (Yeah) I dodge the city for palm trees Westside gunna, long sleeves Carbon copy out the lawn chair Her altered body got us all here Coppin Fibonaccis and some poison poppies That's plant based in my roll up Get too high, I'm like hol' up My low rider my slooow If I switch up the flow Shawty might Nina Simone She say she feelin' good Got the kitty on go I'm a young, gifted nigga down low Half of these bitches don't know that the syndicate Run with the shit, so you better move your ass at the show Yeah, uh, pick up the phone, either way in the end that's how it go We just fucked the summer up! Hit the winter show now we masked up Plot the downfall... Somehow, something always springing up! Crash the town hall Some y'all acting scared to speak up Come into the light Might as well 'cause we run the night out
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Written by: A. Ray Jr., Adrean Viaud, Hunter San Agustin
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