"GMG Poetry" lyrics

Kasumi

[Blxckie:]
And what did you try to do?
Yeah, what happened?
Just touched down at the crib
I was out in the bar tryna see what was brackin'
Sometimes, man, I gotta check out myself just to see what a young nigga lackin'
[?] when I looked in the mirror and it saw that my back full of daggers

Yeah, my back full of knives
Now see in my eyes
Damn, my wrist and I know
The plots on the body, catch me by surprise

[K1llbrady:]
What a life that we live
We can go to the club and blow racks like some fucking beginners
I pray God gon' forgive me
We tryna do good but still end up just living like sinners
Been with young Molly since the 8th grade
And I pray that don't change, man, oh God that's forbidden
Yeah, this shit bring a lot, gotta listen
I wake up like a champ, do you feel me?
I went stacked the racks up to the ceiling
On a call with big Slime, we just talkin' 'bout plaques
Man, it's really a lot that we deal with
Tell her come with her friends, it's a vibe at the crib
We got all of the drink they be sipping

[Blxckie:]
We got all of the dank they be smokin'
Tell her, "Switch off that phone, I won't post it"
Got my feet in the air, I'm coastin'
She is sending attachments, it's loaded with all of the things that I wanna see
Won't believe all the things that's in front of me
Money jumping in my account and I'm counting it up like it's nothing, this really the profits
Take that whole bottle, we flipping it upside down
She gon' use her whole mouth like it's dentistry
We were just boolin', it's funny, we outside now
And we really not seeing that energy

[K1llbrady:]
Pushed out the Benz, I just live what I rap
DJ turn up 'cause I'm up there with Slatt
Got the whole world on my motherfuckin' shoulders
I still hit the jungle and fuckin' adapt
Get money gang, we don't do the fake kickin'
Don't come to my section and try give me dab
Yeah, you know that's a fact, that's a Fendi
Said she like RiRi, I went bought a Fenty
Worried 'bout money, don't trip, we got plenty
Shooters surrounding the spot, we got many
Pouring one out for my motherfuckin' enemies
Try knock me down but it really ain't scarin' me
Let it be known they can't never be near me
Heard your bitch go wherever the drank at
Said you really 'bout racks but it's big cap
Said we running this shit out here, no cap
Rep my gang 'til I die but you know that
Really livin' your life, we can show that
Tat on my arm and it's Tony Montana
Pop star bitch livin' Hannah Montana

[Blxckie:]
Face on the banner
That means I'm pulling up causin' that madness
How you don't have what you started with, nigga?
That's just telling me that you can't take advantage
Get to the top and I throw down a ladder, ksh
Original serve and provider
Can't leave the crib without playin' around in fashion
Water on me, gon' need you in anchor
Keep some designer on me, that's just standard
I cannot put that shit on if I'm not gonna own it
My pockets just bloated, they damn near exploded
I got no opponents, they really just clonin'
This brand new cologne, now she fuck with the odor
I can't do the jokin', my money got older

The flexin' is over, the cappin' is over
I put a ride on you, the talkin' is over
And I still tall as shit, just standin' on business
Pour another four, mix it up like whiskey
Got a bad eater and stayin' at the Whisk Inn
You a fake nigga, I can see it from a distance
You a sweet nigga, I can see it from afar
VIP session, sit right by the bar
I get paid for just poppin' my shit, it's an art
Superman saving the game like I'm Clark
Kent