MOONLIGHT, PT.1

Give a fuck about a niche

Get me rich

Let me flex

Imma switch

From my room

To a coupe

With a bitch

Give a fuck about a set

I’m a blood

I’m a crip

I’m a bitch

You my bitch

We been yelling for this money

Feel them rubies on my wrist

That’s that bloody on my fist

Don’t you ever get it twist

Paid off full price

She my world

She like “ugh!

“WTF

Where the love

In your gut

Fuckin done”

Grab a gun

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

All this money money coming left and right right

What are they seeking

When the paigons come they stepping left and right right

I cut off their feet nigga

I been in here for a couple silent nights right

Why are you speaking?

Yeah them breddas say they want be be by my side aight

Gone by the evening

Moonlight touch

When the stack don’t fold and the mouth turn gold

Bet you don’t run

When the doors go up and the sun don’t shine

Yeah the black boy’s don’t

When the moonlight turn you blue that zoot don’t fill your lungs

That moonlight tough

That moonlight moonlight tough

I see them black boys in the moonlight

Blue niggas with a soft side tryna stay right

They ain’t never been so popular where I live

But I see them on the regular

Tell ‘em what you’re telling me

Baby I’m a fucking hot boy

‘Round where I live

Only lurking in the night time

They all feel my ting

I ain’t blue I’m just low key

See him over there he don’t know me

Me and the moonlight only