ALLIES (feat. I.V, Jahs Diablo, Malboro & Santana Block)

Here we go again I cut the light off Talkin to the pastor bout my past I let the mic talk Drugs tryna speak ooh well let the plug walk Sittin on a fortune wit ma dawg its a write off Out here runnin circles round you rappers its a light jog Lobster on the plate wit some cavi its a life loss Its the allies with a Brinks and a coat and its mink stead of boat I'm a P, I'm always home, I never leave I'm not a rapper, I'm a G Hit the mic and that's an M Send a beat, another M See, I hop and that's a blimp Got my money on the drive Yeah, I'm taxin' for the pimp It's the stories of the hustle It's the stories of my friends Get them burnt like desire Hollows in my ridah Lit up Ramayama New missions for the timeline Hardcore malicious, mm-mm, on my mind She, she, she so sweet like blood in my mai tai Shawty wanna come f*ck up the re-up Shawty wanna be new mamacita Shawty wanna get so high Let's put down the tree, baby I can't even tell what's fake and real I'm off the can-can Five stacks in my band, man That boy got that look, huh Shout out the ghost, huh Trapped out the photon I blow like a fortune She read my fortune This object in motion It will stay in motion Motion, motion Voy llegando con los paketes Voy llegando con el Mercedes Wit yo bitch n you know she'll sell it She get it I got an FN, an FN, and an FN on the way I got two best friends We wrestling to get them out the way I'm the sensei The way that I'm pushing out the freights She my best friend The best way No question She just spray She don't talk She just get them out the way Soy el cholo Cuando voy pa' Mexico El vaquero En el 602 Cartier en la mano Original no frost It's the bandit 42 I brandish Left them all abandoned And I stay with the heavy metal Yeah, we in a band And I just run amok For the bucks Brody got it tugging I ain't tapping into all their music Cause I know it suck Huh We ain't do the beefing Cause we slide, slide, slide, slide Ay All black in the Jeep It's how we ride, ride, ride Ay Pop up on the beat And then it Dot, dot, dot Ay Say they really got it But they lie, lie, lie So what's the business Bully to a kitten Fucking And I fucking And I need an intermission Dumping And I dump on all these rappers I be shitting You couldn't tell the difference And I peeped it All that fake love Man, you could keep it