Neak - A.M.N.R lyrics

rate me

So fresh and I’m so clean

Help cats with their victories

Them bright lights and that rattling

Drive slow ‘cause that touch lean

They kill, kill, don’t wanna have the murder, murder

You know them haters say ‘cause nothing they get is never heard of

My whole life’s slowly turning, that juice and that current

Follow my crooked arrow like you know I’m the realest further

I’m so dope I bet your bitch go eyes wide on my petty coat

That key shit that I’m heading for she high class in my taxi co

So when I pass ‘em, I pass ‘em, that’s trill shit

Can’t front, that’s all lies, I’m married, though, that’s real shit

Focused on that paper, get back till they call me savior

Get back to the broken nugget, give hope till hell is raised up

Like seven days, my Jesus, I’m sure you’re more than the pieces

Just break down into pieces, I break raps and I’m speechless

How we turned up for that reason, I’m turned up ‘cause I’ve been there

This shut down when I rap around it, click clack when they eating

So now, go my niggas, rolling

Go and ride it clean

Ride, ride it through the city

Tryina get them ghetto dreams

All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean

Try to get to ghetto heaven

I’mma get there with my team

Al my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean

Riding through the city

Tryina get them ghetto dreams

All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean

Try to get to ghetto heaven

Feeling closer to my dreams

That lunch, now, we all want it

Make money, we fronting

We chose, we don’t turn it

These thug niggas have done it

They shoot first and ask questions last

Like biggie raps ‘cause they on this

Cold heart, it’s so heartless, that mean spirit sure calming

So my chill is never Bible, let us live, we’re mean through the ill endeavors

Ill, ever do I need it, are we Satan’s hell?

And that nigga gonna start me on, who gonna stop, me, huh?

Damn, nigga gonna watch me be that ruler …

This rap shit, I’mma kill it, on it all on my denim

They cold brown but they’re cold frown, you come around, you gonna feel it

That road rap and they finished, this audio, top bill it

I transport no villains, I’m too dope for these dream killers

Get their heart right in my vocals, I’m worldwide, you local

I’m mixed up, you next out, flow upscale so Soho

So cook back to these haters, hit my big crocks are my favorites

Just too much when you sell wages

No worries, I’m gonna make it, so

All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean

Riding through the city

Tryina get them ghetto dreams

All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean

Try to get to ghetto heaven

I’mma get there with my team

All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean

Riding through the city

Tryina get them ghetto dreams

All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean

Try to get to ghetto heaven

Feeling closer to my dreams