LOS - Pink Matter lyrics
rate meI’m just here to announce that you’re now the cool nigga
The year of the cool nigga is back
Yeah, the cool nigga I’m real
But real I feel the need to prove niggas is whack
Except for maybe this time
Yeah maybe this rhyme, will be a little different than the rest
Pay attention, it’s one of the best
The rest I’m get too much rest
I’m restless, that’s less rest than rest I give rest
From this necklace or this reckless life that we live
To keep a nigga on some stress shit
Motherfuck I’m right I think that I’m the best bitch
I had a talk with the sun like
Sun, a sun niggas’s like sunlight
Come from the sun
He did said son, light one
I’m, could I, yeah, light up the world like a good idea
In the hood out here, it’s a lot of darkness
Lot of raining, lot of sparking, lot of aiming
Pow, pow, pow, I’m talking whole blocks
Is going down like hoes tops,
In known box, the chrome pops on niggas
Cause niggas don’t bust
But we’ll box a nigga, I miss my own pops
My own box of joy shines like good deeds
Indy, the hood breathes, envy, the good seats
Entry, to bad soil, but keep it mad loyal, I feel bad for you
I’ma vintage gorilla, ...report like a nigga who really can willy 10 speeds
Or 10 keys flipping, catching the fan’s attention
Cause niggas whipping 6 speeds, let this bitch breathe, never
Too clever, move better, live different, do better
Big difference, 2 letters, big this one,
I de, I declare war on niggas
I see, a major lack of ideas
There, fuck a place to iv, here, when dripping is real shit
A trickeling feel, the whole village, so popping a chill pill
We still a go peelers, my still is go with them
Like feel the dope rhythm in your veins
Nigga I’m from murda, my nigga I’m familiar
You niggas unfamiliar, you nigga owe me big time
My nigga I should bill ya
Nigga I should build a motherfucking glass case
Cause these niggas can’t touch me in the last place
Now in the first place, nor in the first way
Nor in the first verse, Porsche going skirt, skirt
Y’all ging slirt, slirt, short lil skirt, skirt
Your boy going murk, murk,
I just killed everything
How the fuck you niggas kings if I just built everything
I just chill, everything still, everything but on everything
Y’all niggas steal everything, what the fuck?
What the fuck’s got you? Doing the best
Impersonation of another nigga that’s impersonating another nigga
Cause that nigga is doing the best at the moment
Bitch I’m zoning, bitch it’s morning
Wake up, break up your mad face nigga, you mad face nigga
You back at the line ass last place nigga
Your car prolly ain’t got the gas tray nigga
And all my coops on castrate nigga
I don’t mean to be mean mean to be
Messy green, the mcm black, my jvc creaming
My jbc screams, it’s doctor malone
You know, a little 2 door ain’t never hurt nothing
You ain’t never heard stunting like this
The niggas just like me, they ain’t nothing like this
The niggas just like me, they ain’t nothing like this
Fronting like this ain’t hit your soul nigga
You loosing ‘trol nigga, you fuck around with a nigga like me
Going down tonight, we’re going down tonight
And all my little bitches say, all my little bitches say
Yeah, yeah, And all my little bitches say, all my little bitches say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
See a nigga like me, a sol nigga, sol nigga
You spell that backwards and that’s sol nigga, oh nigga
All alone nigga, I rock too much low nigga
Oh shit, here I go, with another fiend start flow
Off the dome nigga,
The wrong nigga, the right nigga,
The left nigga get left here
Left tight, nigga if you fuck with me, that will be your last night
Nigga, that’s right, in the past life, I would ask Christ
Why are we here? Why do we fear?
That’s who that we don’t know
Who over to go all day, kill em niggas!!!
Life, but love it
I mean, it’s just different, go!
