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