Paroles Crimson lv constructs x 4th rope heels Smoke Dza

Crimson lv constructs x 4th rope heels

Yeah
Mike & Keys
Kush God, bitch
Sam came through in the clutch with the lighter for a nigga
Uh

I'm all about my bucks, hustle, linin' up my ducks (Uh)
Residue in my fingernails, blood on my Constructs (Yes)
Growin' up in Harlem, it was hard for me to trust
T-Roy was smokin' with niggas, they hit him with some dust (That's right)
He ain't been back on the first floor since
I roll personal blunts, I curve all your attempts (Uh)
All your friends curve you, watch all y'all vent
I'm in my bag, big duffel, got Goyard prints (Right)
Lil' homies so slick, won't even know they spint
Car rentals from out of town you won't even know they in
All they know hit the streets with a stick, keep it a brick
They the wrong lil' niggas to play peekaboo with
Big gas in a room at the Ritz (Uh)
Crispy, sweet like La Nova barbecue pits
All in th? wrist, eighty thousand all in the wrist
A couple box?s on the doorstep, it come all with a risk
My track record flawless, pop
My phone ringin' like the ball just dropped
You know the fellas got the corner locked
It's super hard to keep the work in stock
I work the block like Ann Davis, niggas can't fade us
I'm God structured, fan favorite, niggas man-made up (Uh)
Put me anywhere in the world, know I can cake up (Right)
Both hands on paper (Right), you can't mandate us (Uh)

Shout to my niggas
Uh, Smoke DZA, Westside Gunn, they got they own wrestling league
Which I, that really fuckin' intrigued me because
You gotta think outside the box, if you follow what everybody do
Then you're not gonna be successful 'cause you're already doin' what someone else has done
I get it, sometimes, you need to follow a blueprint 'cause that's the way to success, XYZ
But the niggas who win are the niggas who think of they own ideas and basically come outside the box
So when they told me they had they own wrestling league
I'm like, "Yo, that, that's fire, man"

(Let's go, Pria)
Yeah
(If you listenin', you need to turn it over to side B)
I'm out of my ringside seat, I'm at gorilla now
This a different frequency (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
Yeah

You know the heels have eyes (Uh)
The real bad guys is givin' peel cap vibes (Uh)
I will advise
I was chillin' with my daughter eatin' chicken pad thai (Really)
I don't really know what happened, we wasn't really at odds (Uh)
I pray to God that all that chatter won't let the Smith & baptize 'em (Bah-bah-bah)
High off live resin (High off live resin, uh), keep the vibes vibin' (Keep the vibes vibin')
Bitch, you know it's 4th Rope or nothin', right? (Ah, ah)
Thinkin' 'bout a hundred million keep me up at night (Right?)
I won't ever give you suckers life (Nah)
Ain't nothin' sweet, ain't nothin' nice
I'm snuffin' feet, I'm— (I'm snuffin' feet, I'm—)
I'm snuffin' feet, I'm knuckle tight
Yeah, this the real Hurt Syndicate, nigga (That's right)
Fuck around and think it's TV until you livin' it, nigga
Could get it done to you for frivolous figures
Yeah, the K's ain't lowercase, the handgun's a throwaway (Boom-boom)
Miss me with that reminiscin', fam, I don't relate, I'm (Skrrt)
I'm approachin' my prime, I'm out that coma state, I'm
I'm Chain Gang Cena, I don't gangbang neither
Such and such, my name ain't either, my brain on reefer, yeah (Got my brain on reefer, right)

Uh, now what's better than three ropes? (Three ropes, it's rhetorical), yeah
What's better than three ropes? (Three ropes), yeah
What's better than three ropes? (Three ropes), yeah
Now what's better than three ropes? (Three ropes)

What's better than three ropes? (4th Rope shit)
Listen, man
Next Heels, man, I'm comin' out, nigga
Patent leather, MAC11 with the motherfuckin'
Suede titties, nigga, hahahaha
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man? Super Flygod shit (Flygod)
You already know, nigga
Can't nobody fuck with us, my brother Smoke
Can't nobody outsmoke Smoke but me
Remember that, man
Don't even fuckin' try it, nigga
Jump off whatever the closest bridge to your mama's house, nigga
For real
And fuck all y'all other niggas that ain't us, nigga
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