Kirk Knight - Extortion lyrics

rate me

(ft. Dyemond Lewis)

Yeah my mentality is hostile, twelve and I’m running with a bustle

East Coast can’t stop us

Handy shake blocking my chokers

This sis bout the chain, life is not what is seems

Seems like you gotta make a credit get caught

Or get caught my beating jealousy

Now you see, people supreme, what you waiting for opinion

That we are perfect ...before you steal my identity

Then the end of me, provide this line, I trap in my mind forever

Forever be, end of line is messing you just bump the sit

Not sure we stil, not sure we stay

With women I gotta party

But party I kill every

Universe til I restart, throwing at this president,

Damn we still on block

So my mom pick on the keys

I’m screaming how won, day won’t won that war

I’m screaming how won, day won’t won that war

I’m screaming how won, day won’t won that war

Let’s get it, let’ s get it

What’s the issue with these magazines

Talking shit I load it for

Now we face the feel but we’d up in the streets

We need free don’t sell me dreams

You ain’t even know that focus

Cut me and go with problems

We don’t call problems, he gonna handle the problems ,

Blocking my choppers, bumping that fly no way to get ..

I got you, we superios base you see how I bang

And live in the clouds but this ain’t no dream

They writing on this and ..i’m off on this spinage

My bitch didn’t like so what the fuck you get it?

No worry for sin, all I got is money

Creapy and snochy you know when we in this

Can bang and worth it

Then we’ll dstoy it and winning this tour

So don’t get murd, step to the doc you know feelings get high

I’m not sure we still not sure for women

Now get up to ball ..Universe til I get start

Thronging out this presence, presence in day we still get bang

So my mom pick up the cases but trust me you should go home

I’m screaming how wan? they don’t won that war

I’m screaming how won? They don’t won that war

I’m screaming how won? They don’t won that war

I’m screaming how won? They don’t want that war

Let’s get it, let’s get it

Hard to go, told me what’s the issue with this magazines

Talking shit on the phone

Now look facing it, we’re up in the streets

When you free, don’t sell me dreams

You ain’t know that pocking cheep