Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Makavelli, artist - BlocBoy JB. Album song Don't Think That, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Makavelli |
Ha, ha |
(Dmac on the fuckin' track) |
Ha, ha |
Uh, this is the life, nigga, this Makavelli |
Runnin' shit up and go cop me a Chevy |
Green, I get that shit like lettuce |
Too much money make these niggas get jealous |
The life of a convicted felon |
These niggas cuttin', they talkin', they tellin' (Word, word, word) |
And it’s still free all my niggas they jailin' (Word, word, word) |
Down the ro-o-oad |
Last December, we was sharin' clothes (Clothes, clothes, clothes) |
We don’t love these bitches, we share hoes (Hoes, hoes) |
I just kick shit on the road, with all my bros, trip 'cross the globe |
These niggas sellin' they souls, no (No, no) |
Man, I can’t believe ya, you gon' bite the hand that feed ya, ayy (Woah) |
Th-thinkin' 'bout my people, where they when you really need 'em? |
Ayy (No) |
Made my own route and made it out, I took the legal way (Ayy) |
These pistols savin' niggas tryna take my fuckin' lead away (Ah) |
I do this for my bros and my folks and my Locs (Locs) |
I do this for the niggas that be kickin' down doors (I do) |
I-I-I do this for the gang (Gang), what I rep, double 0 (Woah) |
I don’t do this for the name or the fame, it’s for my folks (Folks) |
Will I change up? |
That’s a no (No) |
Sippin' on this lean, movin' slow (Slow, slow) |
Shawty head game on a roll (Roll) |
Her nigga is a lame and she know |
Uh, this is the life, nigga, this Makavelli |
Runnin' shit up and go cop me a Chevy |
Green, I get that shit like lettuce |
Too much money make these niggas get jealous |
The life of a convicted felon |
These niggas cuttin', they talkin', they tellin' (Word, word, word) |
And it’s still free all my niggas they jailin' (Word, word, word) |
Down the ro-o-oad |
Last December, we was sharin' clothes (Clothes, clothes, clothes) |
We don’t love these bitches, we share hoes (Hoes, hoes) |
I just kick shit on the road, with all my bros, trip 'cross the globe |
These niggas sellin' they souls, no (No, no) |