Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Luv Y'all, artist - KXNG Crooked. Date of issue: 09.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Luv Y'all |
| 2019 I had the hottest flows |
| Fifty-two ghetto jams, word to Domino |
| I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go (I love y’all) |
| Said, I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go |
| In 2020 you should let the pill bottle go |
| Blow up some chronic smoke, let the marijuana blow |
| I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go |
| (My Brother Dizz Made This) |
| I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go |
| Lyricist of the year, lyrics are what they fear |
| They shivering, I can hear em', I did it |
| Another year, I’m switching another gear |
| I’m bumping Em in the hood, your theory get nothing here |
| I’m really a puppeteer pulling strings, you fuck with me |
| Crooked swings, you fuck with me |
| Bullet sing you a sad song (da da da) |
| You rappers never last long, blink your ass gone |
| All you talk about is crack, and you ain’t got bars |
| So your rap song remind me of bad reception on trap phones |
| Don’t let us catch you moonwalking through the jack zone |
| We leave you butt-ass naked in your Balenciaga’s |
| Roll your ass up like an enchilada in Ensenada |
| One blast look like I splashed Michelada against your Prada |
| Thank for God it’s Intriago, my shit is hotter |
| Your foolery is confusing me, I think I should do the eulogy |
| For the real nigga you used to be |
| 2019 I had the hottest flows |
| Fifty-two ghetto jams, word to domino |
| I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go (I love y’all) |
| Said, I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go |
| In 2020 you should let the pill bottle go |
| Blow up some chronic smoke, let the marijuana blow |
| I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go |
| I don’t wanna leave but I gotta go |
| It’s nothin' y’all can tell me |
| I am a deity mixed with Pac, the Annunakiveli |
| I’m the modern Akinyele, if lil Mama got the jelly |
| Like Nas, I put my unborn God’s Son across her belly |
| Her Impala got Pirelli, she parking next to my old school |
| Then she give me brains in my house, like I was home schooled |
| My rap pace is systematic in this rat race |
| My fan base is just organic, nigga whole food’s |
| You get your streams from machines, shit is so different |
| But machines ain’t purchasing no tickets |
| Concert ticket sales so low ain’t even no crickets |
| The industry should be a Broadway play, because it’s so wicked |
| People pretend to be a friend of me but really be an enemy |
| My energy is I ain’t got time |
| For the bad vibes you sending me, but I keep a MAC-Ten with me |
| Offending me, your next of kin’ll be verifying your identity |
| At the morgue, I stay out the way |
| And don’t bother nobody till it’s time to come out and play |
| That’s the California way, how Deontay say it to this day |
| Either EY or AY ya’ll pray |
| Reverse the beat, I gave you a verse a week |
| I asked for the smoke and low level jokers were first to speak |
| Not even worth the beef, in search of their worst defeat, they just Earning an |
| associates in death, that’s murder in the first degree (Uh) |
| Shout out my homie Big Hutch, RIP KMG |
| The Benz is AMG, the Monte Carlos eighty tree |
| Dippin' through Crenshaw |
| I throw the West Coast up at the Nip mural |
| I’ve been Supersonic since Baby-D (RIP) |
| California is the mode I’m in |
| My sober mind, I can see through the soul of men |
| I can see what you holding in |
| Everything between Joe and Em’s between Joe and him |
| But keep playing slick with my name Joey, I’m going in |
| I only joke with friends |
| It’s Crooked |
| (My Brother Dizz Made This) |
| Yeah |
| On some Ready to Die, track number five shit |
| (My Brother Dizz Made This) |
| Anyway, let me salute Dizz |
| Dizz what up |
| Good looking my G |
| Everybody who rocked with this series you know what I’m saying |
| New Wave Distribution, Hitmaker Services, Family Bvsiness |
| I love all y’all man |
| I wish I could say I see you next week |
| TG behind the boards let’s get the fuck out of here |
| (I love y’all) |
| I’m gone |