Illuminati
Fake gangstas don't bust back
Y'all pranksters don't trust that
Kaos don't never come whack
Knock me down, I'll come right back
Her body's dope, but her face whack
Piercing and them face tats
Gave me the eye with her fake ass
Hit that, never call back
Gotta hit me with a fat stack
Hitmen never fall back
If we in the beef, then you'll never sleep
Too worried about that get back
See, I'm that type that's a ride or die
If you're scared of the streets don't come outside
If your family, probably be alright
If you touch my peeps we all gon' ride
Touch my seed, then we all gon' die
But I'm not gon' be the one to take my life
Not the one to stand here and lie
If I take a loss, it's an eye for an eye
Take your boss on a short plane ride
Pull him out, see if he can fly
But we all know that pigs can't fly
Tony Montana shit changed my life
Miami Vice made me so fly
I'm that rap Sonny Crockett guy
Get all up in your pockets guy
Stay shootin' off them rocket guy
Copped a crib with a big ass fountain
Stand my ass on top of the mountain
Fingers cramped from that money counting
Leveled up from my paper route
They plotting out my indiscretions
Never walking out without my weapon
Be watching out for shit you step in
One second, lose the things you left in
Like Tupac up in that New York lobby
Got BIG in L.A, leaving a party
Couldn't even believe what they did to Prodigy
Robbin' me, that's how they got to me
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Shooters hit the rock mad as a bitch just like they Will Smith
If that shit happened to me I would've emptied the whole fifth
I'm petty as fuck, ready to buck
Big glizzy maybe sever you up
The neighborhood butcher serving you up
Two tears in a bucket, what?
Suck it up, what the fuck is up
Kaos here gonna fuck it up
This here might be my tightest stuff
So light it up, yeah, I'm white as fuck
Smokin' on the kindest bug
From Cali, Amsterdam to Jamaica
Kept it a buck, never was a faker
Lotta evil seeing through these blue eyes
Seeing right through their fucking true lies
Never competing with you new guys
Forever in my shit, yeah, fruit flies
Ya'll believe everything you read
Never had to live in the belly of the beast
Never even seen the inside of the streets
If you look like food, these dudes gonna eat
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Y'all pranksters don't trust that
Kaos don't never come whack
Knock me down, I'll come right back
Her body's dope, but her face whack
Piercing and them face tats
Gave me the eye with her fake ass
Hit that, never call back
Gotta hit me with a fat stack
Hitmen never fall back
If we in the beef, then you'll never sleep
Too worried about that get back
See, I'm that type that's a ride or die
If you're scared of the streets don't come outside
If your family, probably be alright
If you touch my peeps we all gon' ride
Touch my seed, then we all gon' die
But I'm not gon' be the one to take my life
Not the one to stand here and lie
If I take a loss, it's an eye for an eye
Take your boss on a short plane ride
Pull him out, see if he can fly
But we all know that pigs can't fly
Tony Montana shit changed my life
Miami Vice made me so fly
I'm that rap Sonny Crockett guy
Get all up in your pockets guy
Stay shootin' off them rocket guy
Copped a crib with a big ass fountain
Stand my ass on top of the mountain
Fingers cramped from that money counting
Leveled up from my paper route
They plotting out my indiscretions
Never walking out without my weapon
Be watching out for shit you step in
One second, lose the things you left in
Like Tupac up in that New York lobby
Got BIG in L.A, leaving a party
Couldn't even believe what they did to Prodigy
Robbin' me, that's how they got to me
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Shooters hit the rock mad as a bitch just like they Will Smith
If that shit happened to me I would've emptied the whole fifth
I'm petty as fuck, ready to buck
Big glizzy maybe sever you up
The neighborhood butcher serving you up
Two tears in a bucket, what?
Suck it up, what the fuck is up
Kaos here gonna fuck it up
This here might be my tightest stuff
So light it up, yeah, I'm white as fuck
Smokin' on the kindest bug
From Cali, Amsterdam to Jamaica
Kept it a buck, never was a faker
Lotta evil seeing through these blue eyes
Seeing right through their fucking true lies
Never competing with you new guys
Forever in my shit, yeah, fruit flies
Ya'll believe everything you read
Never had to live in the belly of the beast
Never even seen the inside of the streets
If you look like food, these dudes gonna eat
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
They trying to rob me
The money, lust, and greed just got me
Exploiting all your weaknesses
Prison funded by big businesses
Dads that never even raised their kids
Whole generation doing lifetime bids
Credits
Writer(s): Kris Snider
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