Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pharaohs, artist - Dom Kennedy. Date of issue: 08.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pharaohs |
| Wake up every morning and I’m grateful |
| To my city, I remain faithful |
| To my bandana, I will never disgrace you |
| To my dead homies, I will never erase you, fuck with me though |
| Memory of my nigga Vito |
| Back and forth to Toledo |
| Everything stuffed in that Regal, come on |
| On that 10, twin Desert Eagles |
| We let them birds fly like eagles |
| Get your head cracked for that kilo |
| Bust a strap and reload, shoot them shots like free throws |
| Tires burning 'til they bald, like they went through chemo |
| All the niggas we know, they stick to the G Code |
| Throw that dolphin in that water, like you Dan Marino, nigga |
| Don’t do no faking, don’t take no losses, nigga |
| If you get caught, you close your mouth, don’t take they offer nigga |
| We blow this green like we in Boston, nigga |
| Yeah we flossin', can’t fit no Escalade in your coffin, nigga |
| Coughin' on Gelato |
| House in Calabasas, look like niggas just hit the lotto |
| We out here on our bullshit, like Chicago |
| Other peoples money, that’s the motto |
| Everyday I wake up, man I’m grateful |
| To this L.A. shit, I’m faithful |
| I used to rent Juice at the Blockbuster |
| Turned lemons to lemonade, man they gotta love us |
| If not, I’ma still bang this anyway |
| Since '84, and I would never change |
| Hell nah, I ain’t never bang |
| Back against the wall, I can’t hesitate, fuck with me though |
| We got that good product |
| Influenced by Pac way before he got shot up |
| Real recognize real and we in the hills |
| Benzel on the Samsungs, smoking out of papers |
| 'Merican Gangster I replace, you wasn’t patient |
| Now I’m tasting what I dished out, Rosé, Cristal |
| Vocals getting mixed down, chicks getting mixed down |
| Dom need a big house, Cinco need a big house |
| Wake up every morning, Lord, I’m grateful |
| Crenshaw and King, where my name known |
| All around the world, that’s my billboard |
| All my niggas kings, ain’t no Game of Thrones |
| Flip it, get rich off a zone — Chickens |
| Whip it, whippin' up a home — Listen |
| Quit bitchin', get it on your own |
| Yeah, I’m from where, I’m from, ain’t no love where I’m from |
| But I love where I’m from, auntie Bertha smoking dope |
| Smoking dope with her son, you can die with a gun |
| South Central got more bodies than the World War I |
| I’m too busy making plays, if you ain’t 'bout it get out the way |
| We don’t ever settle down, no, no |
| Couldn’t put the metal down, no, no |
| We on different levels now, now, now |
| Living like a Pharaoh — Living like a Pharaoh |
| Never let 'em near your crown, no |
| Keep your eye on the sparrow, now |
| We on different levels now |
| Living like a Pharaoh — Living like a Pharaoh |