Numbers (feat. Brevanti)

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One fucking life so you better live it up now
Two (too) many chances given to you fucking clowns and
Three, already know that's me or it's K V
Four more shots, pour 'em up, pour 'em up now
Fucked up
Crossed up
Feel it in my inside
Been gone
Been high
Always been that guy
Five months
Six years
Stay ahead of all my peers
Seven hours
Eight days
Bitches donuts, like them glazed
Nine seconds
All it took
Scary niggas got them shook
Ten or eleven minutes
Currency, I gotta get it
State to state, overseas
Everyone gon' know it's me
Scream my name when I appear
"Aye K3V is here!"
Damn shit was crazy and I really must admit it
Pussy dripping wet, so you know I gotta lick it
Spread them fucking legs, got my target, I'ma stick it
Nutting on her head, clean it up then hit the kitchen
Twenties and them fifties, go away if you ain't got em
Chump change to me, benjis is in my pockets
That does not include all the stacks that's in my wallet
Now them boys be plotting, hit the bank, make a deposit
One fucking life so you better live it up now
Two (too) many chances given to you fucking clowns and
Three, already know that's me or it'd be K V
Four more shots, pour 'em up, pour 'em up now
One fucking life so you better live it up now
Two (too) many chances given to you fucking clowns and
Three, already know that's me or it'd be K V
Four more shots, pour 'em up, pour 'em up now
Smooth criminal, MJ, my ABC shit
Find the one piece, hunting, treasure seize it
Dick standing tall, baby know she gotta please it
Choppa, thirty rounds all I need, get them wheezing
Practice that religion, call the God that you believe in
Baby girl killing me, lingerie, she teasing
Go another round, baby girl gon' have me wheezing
How many was that? We been at it I done lost count
Baby run the course, like a horse, I'ma fuckin mount
Swerve in my all black, tread marks in the roundabout
Dashaun pretty weird, they don't know what that's about
Pants tight, call me queer, hit his chick and then I'm out
You gave me your word, that won't change all my doubt
Biggest simp award, here's ya badge Boy Scout
When I hit the scene, lookin' mean, act out
Pour me up that henny 'til I fucking blackout
One fucking life so you better live it up now
Two (too) many chances given to you fucking clowns and
Three, already know that's me or it'd be K V
Four more shots, pour 'em, up pour 'em up now

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