Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Newno, artist - lophiile.
Date of issue: 19.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Newno |
I’m so out of my mind |
I’m a product of grind |
Never switching my patterns |
This was all by design |
They tried to single me out |
In such monogamous times |
She wants me and my lady |
I think she’s tryna come by |
Staring death in the eyes |
I’ve never felt so alive |
I don’t see them when broke |
All my devils are shy |
All I got is my word |
Here’s where the testament lies |
Take the good with the bad |
Life is Jekyll and Hyde |
Big business and all |
Big business I’m mark pitts |
Of the flow I’m just raw |
Don’t even know where to start |
Niggas short with their green |
Who put the gnomes in their yard |
Think wilona |
They barge right into your crib and just spark |
Gave birth to you niggas |
Shit who lit the cigar |
No, all you niggas my sons |
Blow a kiss at the stars |
I gotta be more than fresh |
This is all finesse, PRPS |
If she don’t get the sex she’s all Tourette’s |
Check check check |
I want a house in the hills, a pool in the back |
Maybe a Benz or a Cadillac |
A chain and a grill |
A whole lotta stacks |
You can’t say that I lack ambition, ambition |
There’s something cooking in the kitchen |
Straight tunnel vision |
So come on tell me what you’re missing |
Lacking ambition, that’s such a backwards mission |
I know you a hater because you act suspicious |
In a sea full of anger baby I’m captain vicious |
Happiness isn’t when your tax bracket is different |
In need of god, but want money hoe, I’m sacrilegious |
Hustle like none other |
I have no trust, I hate when rappers call each other brother |
They hate on niggas from afar |
It’s rap motherfuckers |
I’m back, don’t slack niggas |
Art flow, Picasso, I’m in darth mode |
So much drive, this is that push to start flow |
Young Pablo, criminal since a snot nose |
Now it’s love come down |
I’m riding drop rolls |
It all came from the dopest top notch flows |
Vintage heavy clothes |
It’s like these niggas got issues with shit they never show |
What I say is law |
The scraps they gave me made a nigga want it all, applaud |
I want a house in the hills, a pool in the back |
Maybe a Benz or a Cadillac |
A chain and a grill |
A whole lotta stacks |
You can’t say that I lack ambition, ambition |
There’s something cooking in the kitchen |
Straight tunnel vision |
So come on tell me what you’re missing |
Sippin from a potion like it’s of holy water |
I saw the stars align in the right order |
You used to tell me I was dreaming |
Wish you could feel just what I’m feeling now |
But what can I say, you’re not on my level, you’re not on the wave |
I want a house in the hills, a pool in the back |
Maybe a Benz or a Cadillac |
A chain and a grill |
A whole lotta stacks |
You can’t say that I lack ambition, ambition |
There’s something cooking in the kitchen |
Straight tunnel vision |
So come on tell me what you’re missing |