Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blakk Mav, artist - LOWFiDate of issue: 18.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blakk Mav |
| Hayelo, Hayelo, Hayelo |
| I’m not the same Hayelo I was a month ago, a year ago |
| Shit, I just keep levelin' up |
| In my bag 24/7 |
| It’s like my natural state |
| Lemme just talk to ‘em real quick though |
| Uh |
| I’m on some other shit and off a lot |
| Don’t fuckin' call me by my government |
| I’m on the mothership |
| None of the puzzles fit, it’s puzzlin' |
| Ruzzle with words, the flows puddin' |
| Smack the pussy rapper with a oven mitt |
| Then shove him in, 350, let him crisp |
| Dig a ditch, shovelin', innocent, internet |
| Funny kids can’t fake the funk nigga, I’m the fuckin' shit |
| Put the industry in the ER, on my bucket list |
| Smack him with the four, he on IV and some other shit |
| Niggas fumblin', words can’t fill in the bar |
| I’m drunk off the words, I’m jugglin' thoughts |
| I’ll pummel your squad, he on all fours, I’m puntin' his jaw |
| Legend killer shit |
| My brain a psychological thriller with twists and turns |
| Scary pop ups, screams and blood, I’m broke as fuck, nigga |
| I just free my flood to the most time besides me, embrace the mud |
| ‘Cause it’s the reason we ain’t built the same |
| I grab life by the udders, buddy, we don’t get our milk the same |
| That’s ‘cause you too afraid, I took a leap of faith from a mountain |
| And then I sprouted wings |
| Through clouded dreams, I found my means, don’t intervene |
| Or rounds be in the box, ain’t coppin' out on Krispy Kremes |
| I shifted things, Chuck Norris kickin' and rippin' spleens |
| I’m hoppin' out the UberLUX like a limousine |
| Life give you lemons, the lemons squeeze then I couldn’t see |
| Shenren granted my greatest wish in a vision dream |
| Lyrical guillotine critically try to limit me |
| Pivot my foot on enemies, itchin' as I proceed to feast |
| Unleash the beast, I’m laughin' at you like who can stop me |
| They say the nine got nine tails like Uzumaki |
| But niggas stay out the way, you know these dudes be plottin' |
| The tooly Glock is loaded, locked and the targets spotted |
| Stainless pop ‘em, that’s figurative |
| What’s the difference when there’s holders ‘round me? |
| I learn from old to help the youth around me |
| Two around me, add twenty, and let a two divide it |
| One me, ten different types of knowledge |
| Wonder why I seem older? |
| ‘Cause my mental is polished |
| Existential crisis, internally riot |
| Concernin' with science, politics, duckin' from pilots |
| Philosophers stone turn me to Midas |
| She gobble the Eiffel 'til she get the itis |
| I peak in your iris, you seek acceptance |
| I can teach and lead you to Zion |