French Montana - Closing Up Shop lyrics

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Closing up shop and locking doors

Running up lost in someone

Silence so lightly you go dim

Bombs are going off inside your chest

If it feels like the end

Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

Bombs are going off inside your chest

It feels like the end

Custom made shoes but I don’t trust sew

They try and nail me to the cross

But I'm across the globe

I'm talkin twenty Ms

Or twenty in the pen

Winners never quite

Quitters never win

Coming out the bottle

You don't know the half

I'm famous now my signature called the autograph

From the most hated

To the most loved

You see these red diamonds

Nigger that’s cold blood

Hugs turn to waste

Killers turn to dates

Niggers hate to love

Haters love to hate…

And Chi a lot

Please tell my story right

If I gotta die

Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

Bombs are going off inside your chest

It feels like the end

See them diamonds flashin

Come and catch the photo

High off life but I'm sittin solo

Bitches fall out

Real niggers fall in

Sharks in them waters

Dare you stick your toes in

Tryin find God cause they gave me hell

Road paved in them hundreds

That's a paper trail

Chin Chilla dime move

But the coupe loakin

Absorbed all this bullshit

And let the truth soak in

Self-made never punched a clock

Before I hug a pig

Imma hug the block

From the blocks where the

Young niggers hit they vein

To tourin out the country

Now we switchin planes

They try and kill my mind and my body

Coke boys new Illuminati

Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

Bombs are going off inside your chest

It feels like the end

When it comes to stuntin'

I'm like money man meech

Brought my city with me

And we coming in the fleet

And now I'm gettin richer

They don’t want me in these streets

I'm thinkin fuck an album sell

We sold a hundred bricks this week

Thousand grams of crack

Take it to the table

Bag it all up

Take it to the label

And tell’em distrubute it

Im gettin' cake ridiculous

Right like a frog jelling

Through the traffic ribbit

They tellin me to turn down

They said I need Ritalin

Ballin like I'm Jordan or assists

From Scottie Pippen'

In and out the flows

Crossing over like I'm dribblin

Runnin laps round the raps

I'm tire like Michelin

Started out with Tip and them

But that wasn't it for him

Yellow gold Cuban

Diamonds blue like Michigan

Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we up in here

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

I'm Coke boy, Montana, we in this bitch

What they talkin about?

Bombs are going off inside your chest

It feels like the end