| Look I let the beat bang I don’t claim colors
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| Honestly the honesty is why the game love us
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| My women either centerfolds or on the main covers
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| Stunt so hard I make these niggas hate summer
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| And pray for winter but when it’s winter time
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| I’m still waitin' on these niggas at the finish line
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| We just took our first trip to the Amalfi coast
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| Couple days on the beach then it’s adios (Killa)
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| Just look at what I done alone
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| You will swear we planted trees the way the money’s grown
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| We been busy like some bees no honeycomb
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| And you could prolly feel the breeze when the money’s blown
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| Pardon my towel and flip flop phase
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| I’ll never be the reason that a bitch got paid
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| Even when I’m not functioning in tip top shape
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| I could bench as much as hip hop weighs… drizzy
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| Uh, I’m tryna bring it home
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| Even if I gotta do it on my own
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| I’m a muhfuckin' killa, killa, killa, killa
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| Uh, and I’m the one to blame
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| Now that I’m around shit will neva be the same
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| I’m a killa, killa, killa, killa
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| Listen, look, before rap my last name was my lifestyle
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| And when I visualize success it look like right now
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| What was once gray skies is now white clouds
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| And I did it with the ones that ya’ll said was not the right crowd
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| Follow my steps and you’ll see what I’m 'bout
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| I keep my money coming in and never going out
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| Chuck taylors on the pavement with the blamma’s out
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| Then I hit the league straight out the streets with no talent scout
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| And now my face bring the cameras out
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| That young nigga these industry bitches yap about
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| You know the one the cops buck you up and ask about
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| All because I took my wildest dreams and then mapped 'em out
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| I go for mine like it’s overtime
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| Me and my niggas had to struggle so we over shined
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| Been fucked bitches I been on my grind
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| Cause on a mission your worst enemy is idle time… hussle
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| Uh, I’m tryna bring it home
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| Even if I gotta do it on my own
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| I’m a muhfuckin' killa, killa, killa, killa
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| Uh, and I’m the one to blame
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| Now that I’m around shit will neva be the same
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| I’m a killa, killa, killa, killa nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Killer (feat. Drake) , by - Nipsey Hussle. Song from the album Nip Hussle the Great: Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп