Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Killer, artist - Drake. Album song Lord Knows, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nyc haze entertainment
Song language: English
Killer |
Look I let the beat bang I don’t claim colors |
Honestly the honesty is why the game love us |
My women either centerfolds or on the main covers |
Stunt so hard I make these niggas hate summer |
And pray for winter but when it’s winter time |
I’m still waitin' on these niggas at the finish line |
We just took our first trip to the Amalfi coast |
Couple days on the beach then it’s adios (Killa) |
Just look at what I done alone |
You will swear we planted trees the way the money’s grown |
We been busy like some bees no honeycomb |
And you could prolly feel the breeze when the money’s blown |
Pardon my towel and flip flop phase |
I’ll never be the reason that a bitch got paid |
Even when I’m not functioning in tip top shape |
I could bench as much as hip hop weighs… drizzy |
Uh, I’m tryna bring it home |
Even if I gotta do it on my own |
I’m a muhfuckin' killa, killa, killa, killa |
Uh, and I’m the one to blame |
Now that I’m around shit will neva be the same |
I’m a killa, killa, killa, killa |
Listen, look, before rap my last name was my lifestyle |
And when I visualize success it look like right now |
What was once gray skies is now white clouds |
And I did it with the ones that ya’ll said was not the right crowd |
Follow my steps and you’ll see what I’m 'bout |
I keep my money coming in and never going out |
Chuck taylors on the pavement with the blamma’s out |
Then I hit the league straight out the streets with no talent scout |
And now my face bring the cameras out |
That young nigga these industry bitches yap about |
You know the one the cops buck you up and ask about |
All because I took my wildest dreams and then mapped 'em out |
I go for mine like it’s overtime |
Me and my niggas had to struggle so we over shined |
Been fucked bitches I been on my grind |
Cause on a mission your worst enemy is idle time… hussle |
Uh, I’m tryna bring it home |
Even if I gotta do it on my own |
I’m a muhfuckin' killa, killa, killa, killa |
Uh, and I’m the one to blame |
Now that I’m around shit will neva be the same |
I’m a killa, killa, killa, killa nigga |