Letras
You in the pool house
I'm in the front seat
Imma come through with the vengeance cuz a nigga gotta eat
You in the pool house
I'm in the back seat
What goes around comes around now run everything
Lampiao
I don't want ya life
I just want the jewels I just want the fuel
I don't want ya life
I just want the rules I just want the schools
Old money right?
Taken off the back of all my root
Rogaine playing board games
& Monopoly is the move
Uh
40 acres and a mule
Uh
3 chains and a tool
Uh
10 gun shots to the head of the ill fed animal
Uh
One road to ya house
Uh
3 locks on the door
Uh
I'm coming from under the floor &
You never thought to look below
Lampiao
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK!!!
In a stolen expedition yeah you know me (USA!)
I ain't had nothin' to lose since I've been hungry
If you wanna stop me you got have to kill me
See made me into the nigga archetype
And you be hella scared when its late at night
Whippings on my back from my past life
Makings of a king I'm the black omen
Lampiao
See me with a smile glad to serve you singing spirituals
Give you positivity and chuckle at your racial jokes
Picking up your children got the keys unto your vehicle
Have me meet security to give me all your entrance codes
"Im getting close"
It's the one who serves who has the power
Burnin' down ya castle while you sleepin' in the tower
I notice that you noticed that we here to take what's ours
Bite the hand that feeds you now we feed you to the flowers
Lampiao