Sirens
They comin' like the sirens (uh) keep bandenna's on
Keep the bpm, take take, take that run
On your ass a mile is gone
I might've gone to mars or som'
She side to side and she shake her hips when the manyana's come
Prolly, prolly bleed up out speakers
Warriors I bring for features
What you feature in?
Nothin' with Tril in it, you finna miss
Mr demon with the predators man
How you spend your shit?
You spend your time and pray for head
Think 'bout your dick, bitch pick your feast and feed of it
Off em, Off em, coughin' they coughin' get gassed
Speed dial on the dash, flippin' the tab
Big poppa is bringin' the bag
He pop ya and move in a dash
Been lyin' and givin' you tabs
The movement is headin' for mass chaotic collateral
I need a ladder move, I mean a badass mood
Come for a G
Dead embarrass you, blast on you
Renovate the team we break the lights
Bust the ice from the heist, elevate the dream
For liberation nibble nice
Hate to see so anxiously they step to me
This art my vice
You don't believe your faith deceased, you need a life
Run my guy
They ain't Gon leave you, they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile
Run my guy
Get that money, get that ho, build your shit up high
Run my guy
The dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why
Run my guy, run my guy
Run it up, run it up (uh)
Yeah, Donny B
(Run my guy)
Be like Commissioner Gordon all up in Gotham like
(Run my guy)
Be like Kumaren, bossin'
Hop in a foreign, you're gonna run for your life
You're gonna beat us with boredom
I never join em 'cause I'm on a run my guy
Lookin' to us for the funds my guy
Then it's bye, bye, bye
Checkin' that y'all all hype on mic
But a bad connect like it's wifi lite (yeah, yeah)
Thinkin' we like for like
But I steal the show you're a fly by night (yeah, yeah)
Thinkin' it's hype on hype
Like the major slap is basic as you blatant rappers
Fakin' dabs for the vibe tonight but I went psych
TRILGY's beat like a siren, hear it and y'all gettin' violent
Kicks finna do all the damage, you dyin'
Sayin' it's whack then you cappin', you lyin'
Nothin' like Lucious, nothin' like PRYDE
We on the loose like we puffin' them gwaais (yeah)
Takin' that breath one time 'cause I be
Feelin' these rhymes I write and I'm
Steppin' up a level and I pedal to metal
Never wanted but I gotta so I'm never gonna settle
If you wanna then I gotta prove it, gotta give a demo
And I give it but I'm never gonna mess up with the tempo
Thinkin' it's fun when I
Rap like that but you undermine
Facts on facts and I wonder why
They panic when they see Khan and I, better
Run my guy
They ain't Gon leave you, they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile
Run my guy
Get that money, get that ho, build your shit up high
Run my guy
The dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why
Run my guy, run my guy
Run it up, run it up (uh)
And this deadly
This deadly on your marks get steady
I'm fed up I'm sippin' that henny
Caddle up in the truck or the bentley
Whatever the location, get ready
Hit em up black and blue plus reddish
Only that green is her fetish
Lettin' out steam from the water
Keep the geysers on raindrops is deadly
Only stop when the red dot hit a headshot
Sip a dop, drink a coke, give a fuck what on
Where the mob?
Where the G's tryna make new song?
Where I'm at with the work
Yeah we droppin' futons
Blow the fuse short 'fore the news come
With they cam's out tryna prove something (go)
What you tryna see? what you findin' here?
What you gonna do? what you gonna know?
What you gonna...(whoa)
Chop it up chop it up (uh)
Givin' em death in a row
Stop cappin' you hittin' a hat-trick
Jimmy's ain't scoring no goals
Need to make ends meet so
Greet the beginnin' tho'
Like Prep work, like Donny's work
Maintain the vision (whoa)
Tap it and drop it a listen
Feel like you driftin' in mist with upliftment
Drivin' and wildin' out whippin'
Fuck up and grind the transmission
Vibin' and jivin' get riffin'
Jump up in the pool with some bitches
Wizen up count your digits
Then pick apart who your friends is
Advise you to be joggin' gently
When they kick you out of that list
Run my guy
They ain't Gon leave you, they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile
Run my guy
Get that money, get that ho, build your shit up high
Run my guy
The dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why
Run my guy, run my guy
Run it up, run it up (uh)
Keep the bpm, take take, take that run
On your ass a mile is gone
I might've gone to mars or som'
She side to side and she shake her hips when the manyana's come
Prolly, prolly bleed up out speakers
Warriors I bring for features
What you feature in?
Nothin' with Tril in it, you finna miss
Mr demon with the predators man
How you spend your shit?
You spend your time and pray for head
Think 'bout your dick, bitch pick your feast and feed of it
Off em, Off em, coughin' they coughin' get gassed
Speed dial on the dash, flippin' the tab
Big poppa is bringin' the bag
He pop ya and move in a dash
Been lyin' and givin' you tabs
The movement is headin' for mass chaotic collateral
I need a ladder move, I mean a badass mood
Come for a G
Dead embarrass you, blast on you
Renovate the team we break the lights
Bust the ice from the heist, elevate the dream
For liberation nibble nice
Hate to see so anxiously they step to me
This art my vice
You don't believe your faith deceased, you need a life
Run my guy
They ain't Gon leave you, they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile
Run my guy
Get that money, get that ho, build your shit up high
Run my guy
The dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why
Run my guy, run my guy
Run it up, run it up (uh)
Yeah, Donny B
(Run my guy)
Be like Commissioner Gordon all up in Gotham like
(Run my guy)
Be like Kumaren, bossin'
Hop in a foreign, you're gonna run for your life
You're gonna beat us with boredom
I never join em 'cause I'm on a run my guy
Lookin' to us for the funds my guy
Then it's bye, bye, bye
Checkin' that y'all all hype on mic
But a bad connect like it's wifi lite (yeah, yeah)
Thinkin' we like for like
But I steal the show you're a fly by night (yeah, yeah)
Thinkin' it's hype on hype
Like the major slap is basic as you blatant rappers
Fakin' dabs for the vibe tonight but I went psych
TRILGY's beat like a siren, hear it and y'all gettin' violent
Kicks finna do all the damage, you dyin'
Sayin' it's whack then you cappin', you lyin'
Nothin' like Lucious, nothin' like PRYDE
We on the loose like we puffin' them gwaais (yeah)
Takin' that breath one time 'cause I be
Feelin' these rhymes I write and I'm
Steppin' up a level and I pedal to metal
Never wanted but I gotta so I'm never gonna settle
If you wanna then I gotta prove it, gotta give a demo
And I give it but I'm never gonna mess up with the tempo
Thinkin' it's fun when I
Rap like that but you undermine
Facts on facts and I wonder why
They panic when they see Khan and I, better
Run my guy
They ain't Gon leave you, they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile
Run my guy
Get that money, get that ho, build your shit up high
Run my guy
The dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why
Run my guy, run my guy
Run it up, run it up (uh)
And this deadly
This deadly on your marks get steady
I'm fed up I'm sippin' that henny
Caddle up in the truck or the bentley
Whatever the location, get ready
Hit em up black and blue plus reddish
Only that green is her fetish
Lettin' out steam from the water
Keep the geysers on raindrops is deadly
Only stop when the red dot hit a headshot
Sip a dop, drink a coke, give a fuck what on
Where the mob?
Where the G's tryna make new song?
Where I'm at with the work
Yeah we droppin' futons
Blow the fuse short 'fore the news come
With they cam's out tryna prove something (go)
What you tryna see? what you findin' here?
What you gonna do? what you gonna know?
What you gonna...(whoa)
Chop it up chop it up (uh)
Givin' em death in a row
Stop cappin' you hittin' a hat-trick
Jimmy's ain't scoring no goals
Need to make ends meet so
Greet the beginnin' tho'
Like Prep work, like Donny's work
Maintain the vision (whoa)
Tap it and drop it a listen
Feel like you driftin' in mist with upliftment
Drivin' and wildin' out whippin'
Fuck up and grind the transmission
Vibin' and jivin' get riffin'
Jump up in the pool with some bitches
Wizen up count your digits
Then pick apart who your friends is
Advise you to be joggin' gently
When they kick you out of that list
Run my guy
They ain't Gon leave you, they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile
Run my guy
Get that money, get that ho, build your shit up high
Run my guy
The dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why
Run my guy, run my guy
Run it up, run it up (uh)
Credits
Writer(s): Donell Govender
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