Dank Tombstone

Don't stay away Don't fade away Don't stay away Don't tell me what to say Don't even smoke weed bruh Cause there ain't no such thing as a free lunch In case y'all ain't hear, it's Don season Game got cold so I had to bring heaters So ill I just throw 16s up That went over head just like a geezer Imma take it all when I leave no Prenup Made nigga at the awards, I'm tryna clean up No lie I ain't even there yet Running out of breath but I never break a sweat Me and Marcel got a couple niggas pressed Coming up we in the belly of bulimics you bitch And I ain't even at the top of my game I cut my wrist, and I just see ice in my veins Partly Drip, and partly how I deal with the fakes Expensive liquor is how a nigga deal with pain I had to change, a nigga couldn't remain the same In this thing, a nigga ain't David Blaine I'm real with it, y'all gon' have to deal with it I'm here to spit, and dawg I ain't got a lisp I'm skilled with it, I gotta pay my bills with it Ray Lewis way a brother tryna make a hit If money talks Imma hear Mandela's longest speech If the suite presidential I don't get impeached And dawg, I'm a ticking time bomb I'm about to blow like an old-ass light bulb Here to crush bones like a motherfucking python Don done snapped and I ain't even got a Nikon But I got Nikes on I'm killer on the track like a Jamaican Imma die an icon Bury me in booty I'm rapper turned pirate All up in your ear like a nigga Mike Tyson Don't stay away Don't fade away Don't stay away Don't tell me what to say You ain't got style? Step to the side Don so clean? Yeah I'm off white I'm so fly I'm third brother Wright Right, brother Man never mind If you don't mind Got a bad Asian ting inside Ordered in, then I eat her out Guess all night I was eating Thai Oh my Never let a bitch double cross me I'm, schooling niggas Don is feeling classy I'm, dripping Swagoo feeling super saucy Tai, tell Lucia Ma I'm tryna slide in Ou Okay, bring it right back At this point all I want is stacks Heard you told your girl I can't rap When your shit on, man you might get slapped When my shit on, even her ass clap Way she blow me they call me sax That's just FACTS, FACTS, FAX Where's the printer? we need more paper 2019, no more favours Moment of silence This beat getting murdered That's a wrap, like a turban We don't fuck wit y'all, that's for certain Mr. Miyagi way we swerving Made nigga so I'm closing curtains It's The Don Don't stay away Don't fade away Don't stay away Don't tell me what to say I'm going away for the weekend I'm smoking now I'm tweaking I'm going away for the weekend I'm smoking now I'm tweaking I'm going away for the weekend I'm smoking now I'm tweaking I'm going away for the weekend I'm smoking now I'm tweaking Wagwan What's the situation I'm on the Rasta station Doing the critical preparation We doing some shit Bounce around, like Limp Bizkit On the fire The Bitches are braaing my brisket Lick da waves, and suck up the sunrays The time is now, like every other day We move to the dream The healing of the nations My constant situation The momentary meditation Rolling smoke free Rolling like people giving me money Goji berry bliss Like an iron in Zion We mash down Babylon Achieve unity Through rolling with the most high King Selassie, I Studio Sound Lazy Ways Tree Radio Bless up

Yeah It's you and I, you and I, you and I Let's get lifted and meet in the sky Fuck a keyboard, oh girl you're my type Let's shoot a movie all night Cruising in the drop top Girl show me your tatas We some Kung Fu masters Kickin' it, kickin' it Hotter than Sriracha Fancy like a lobster Soju fully stocked up Sippin' it, sippin' it Yeah, uh Look at the team, we shinin' Ben Baller did our chain They call me king, your highest Don't fuck up my Feng shui Baby girl, let's run away Bali, Jeju in a day Lord, please just keep us safe Board the plane Takin' off, we takin' off, takin' off These haters hatin' We shake it off, shake it off We breakin' bread Break it off, break it off We poppin' tags We don't care the cost Fucking shit up, leavin' a trail Open your eyes, you'll find it H1GHR the gang, AOMG Yeah it's the perfect timing Shit about to blow, about to hit the fan Seattle to Seoul, yeah I'm feelin' like the man It's you and I, you and I, you and I Let's get lifted and meet in the sky Fuck a keyboard, oh girl you're my type Let's shoot a movie all night Cruising in the drop top Girl show me your tatas We some Kung Fu masters Kickin' it, kickin' it Hotter than Sriracha Fancy like a lobster Soju fully stocked up (Yeah, look) Sippin' it, sippin' it Sippin' it, sippin' it Now I be giggin', I'm giggin' Yeah, I be swimmin' in women Feel like my blessings infinite So I thank God I thank God one time This is my world I'm living my best life, yeah We takin' off, we takin' off, takin' off These haters hatin' We shake it off, shake it off We breakin' bread Yeah break it off, break it off We poppin' tags We don't care the cost We don't care the cost And I don't know where we goin', hey But wherever we go We lookin' fly, motherfucker, yeah It's you and I, you and I, you and I Let's get lifted and meet in the sky Fuck a keyboard, oh girl you're my type (You're my type) Let's shoot a movie all night Cruising in the drop top Girl show me your tatas We some Kung Fu masters Kickin' it, kickin' it Hotter than Sriracha Fancy like a lobster Soju fully stocked up Sippin' it, sippin' it

Der Bruder kriegt Bewährung bei der ersten Verhandlung Geht raus und macht 'ne Memo, Zehn Euro Samsung Dreizehn Jahre alt, wir jumpen vor den Zivis Ein paar Jahre später und wir tanken Lamborghinis Versuch die Tränen in meinen Augen zu verbergen Ich will Schmerzen unterdrücken, aber laufe über Scherben Klappmesser unterm Cardigan-Sweater aus Italien Schwarze Kapuze über den Kopf, weil ich Harami bin Mama betet, dass die Engel mir Balladen singen Lieber Gott, wie konntest du mich nur in diese Lage bringen? Die Lasten, die ich trage, wiegen eine Tonne Ich seh außer bei Platin-Casino keine Sonne Ich renne los und guck, wie weit ich komme Vielleicht endet alles bei der nächsten Polizeikontrolle Ich hab das Gefühl, dass ich am Ende bin Graue Wolken, doch die Engel singen Gott sei Dank Ich laufe weiter meiner Route lang Bis hierhin ist doch alles gut gegangen Gott sei Dank Paar Tage auf der Straße, denn ich brauche Sonne Und Mama sagt, wenn ich nach Hause komme Gott sei Dank Auch, wenn alles in die Brüche geht, ich mach' mich grade Gott sei Dank für alles, was ich hab Zwei-Zimmer-Wohnung, aber drei Geschwister Und deshalb alle drei im Polizeiregister Lass die Welt untergehen, aber eins ist sicher Nur Gott entscheidet über uns, keine Richter Egal, wie man es dreht, es ist alles prophezeit Weil die Dinge draußen laufen alle so wie Gott es schreibt Und obwohl ich wusste, dass du alles siehst Lief ich durch die Hölle für das Paradies Geld kommt, Geld geht, ich wär Multimillionär Wenn der Berg voller Schulden hier nicht wär Ist egal, ich bezahl, Bruder, ich hab meine Prioritäten Sag meinen Feinden, ihr kriegt mich nur auf die Knie, um zu beten Ich hab das Gefühl, dass ich am Ende bin Graue Wolken, doch die Engel singen Gott sei Dank Ich laufe weiter meiner Route lang Bis hierhin ist doch alles gut gegangen Gott sei Dank Paar Tage auf der Straße, denn ich brauche Sonne Und Mama sagt, wenn ich nach Hause komme Gott sei Dank Auch, wenn alles in die Brüche geht, ich mach' mich grade Gott sei Dank für alles, was ich hab Most of us are dead But the rest is clap, clap Pick up of a little kitty Mary, killing them hard Baby, cruel acting like they're the truth Most of us are dead But the rest is clap, clap Pick up of a little kitty Mary, killing them hard Baby, cruel acting like they're the truth