Satta King Lyrics Southside Wholigans
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Satta King Lyrics Southside Wholigans
Yea I walk through the corridor I’m thinking this shits overGot me feeling paranoid I’m looking over my shoulderBut I’m blinded by the lights and now my breath is getting shorterIt’s about to be our time ima preach it like I told ya
Boutta induce you like a cobra
You about to feel my fangsHypnotize the world just from wearing diamond chainsI can tell you without a doubt that you and I are not the same
Cause I do this for myself ion do it for no fame
It’s a shame that all of you are in the gameBout to run it up and now y’all speaking on my name
Had to switch it up yea I do my own thang
Smoking on that gas we just rolled the romainIt’s a shame that all of you are in the gameBout to run it up and now y’all speaking on my nameHad to switch it up yea I do my own thang
Smoking on that gas we just rolled the romainI just want to meet my makerRiding in the cut it’s two amI’m on my way to meet you greet you see you gotta take me in
Cause I got some issues balling with new issuePraying to the dead just to tell them I miss you
I just keep falling into a deeper holeKeep getting lost asking where do I go
Yea I keep moving up but I still feel lowIt’s like no matter how much I climb there’s just nowhere to goYea they hating on me cause I got evil in genes
That’s my DNA with a mix of promethazineGot you guessing like you playing a game of satta kingI’m on game while you taking pictures with a fiendPlay it like I’m playing Satta and I do it with the partners
Crimey motherfuckerSlimey from the empty gutterThinking bout the guns and butterPeeping through the shutters
Did I motherfucking stutter?
Ain’t nobody messing with the thunderMessing with my brothersIma put you under run yo pockets how I’m talking
We just get it PoppinRun your options ima hit you with the steady opticI don’t like the small talk
Get the business let the money talk if it’s a standoffI’m killing every witnessSurvival of fittest ima let it sound offLet the dead talk or let my gun walkThis shit like clockwork she loving how my cock work
Rocking out like it’s a concertEveryday I’m sponsored by maryjane she makes my lungs hurtPut a body on your tee shirt to see my art workDon’t be looking for a handout cause that’s not how this works
