Killa Kyleon - Backseat lyrics
rate meWelcome to my killing fields, dead end as my residence
Where killers quick to turn you to dead me over presidents
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak it, leave no evidence
Pomp that base, we pomp that weight, get to work, that’ll all our regiment
Money get all my attention, broke, I practice negligence
Too blessed to be stressed, all Jesus pieces on my necklaces
You freestyle but I free started, mean I get a check for this
H Town best so they check guest by my name, don’t question it
Real all in my resume, better yet, go check my references
These four letters don’t make you trigits ‘cause you rapping reference it
RIP this instrumental, H Town weed so influential
Bet that get you in your feelings, y’all rappers so sentimental
Two white cups of codeine, pull in till I’m sleeping, tired of balling
Candy on my dose, won’t rap my foes on this new ride I’m crawling
Hit the mall and drop a couple of bands off in that … store
Every boss pick a tour, so fresh I got that ‘sace flow
Chase red in my Huaraches, hoe
Running till I spring my shit, money got my wallet, man
My pockets on some angry shit, OD like that Amy chick
Addicted to that fast life, that bill, that purple, that green and white
The reason why my cash right, my chairs lit like a flashlight
VS on my jugular, I’m fucking but you loving her
Bad chick’s got a dozen, bro, I’m buzzing, bro
Not on no Patrone, just that slow-mo puffing, though
Go platinum on that Aston Martin photo
Big bells all on my Rolo, presidential band campaigning at my white house
Obama on my hand, laughing at you …
Y’all niggas committed a Ed Murphy delirious shit
Can’t be serious, the game full of pussies
Discussing, they on their period, niggas purchasing pass, they sound like pussies, you hearing it
Money’s my motivation, get bullied you interfere with it
Flag on a player, get sent to the Holy Spirit quick
