K.a.a.n. - The Door Şarkı Sözleri

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Throwing caution to the wind
Where the fuck do I begin?
How the hell you get it in?
I don't think it's in your nature
I went from minor to major
This shit is easy, it's a lay-up
Clyde Drexler ambidextrous
I'm in the game, you a pedestrian
Clandestine with your weak attempts
It's not a hit, you ain't make a dent
Man these niggas sounding kinda spent
I'm a connoisseur of the finer shit
I'm a make a meal off the rhyme and shit
Came a long way from top ramen
Bitch, you went the wrong way down a dead-end
I took the back steps but never back-peddled
Had to hit the clutch and make the gear switch
Driving reckless bitch, that's the twisted metal
Dark as Darth Vader I am, came up from playing my hand
I couldn't stay in the stands
I had to jump off the porch and then climb up a mountain like fuck it, lets see where I land
'Cause I wanted me a Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz
The type where the rims spin, spin, spin
Sitting on twenty twin, twin, twin
The engine go ah
Love it or hate it
I know my worth, I appraised it
Diamond in the rough, I bet I call your bluff
I bet I bet it back, you better double up, uh

Big shot, hit that
I'ma send a message, did ya get that?
Your bitch, I'm in that
And she gon' let me fuck for a knickknack
New bag, jet lag
And she gon' give me top like a durag
Who dat? Who dat?
Someone at the door, nigga who dat?

I been seen it all, yes lawd
I done got it on my own
I don't want the spot
Kings get they hands cut off
Take a minute, ride with me
Nigga, you can feel the energy inside of me
I'm feeling like a living legend, living prosperous
I'm an underrated legend like bitch

Play that shit, ad nauseam
Still like Nas and them
Shit is hot as Fort Lauderdale
It Was Written , it ain't hard to tell
Yeah I got it all for sale
Don't believe, come see yourself
Take it easy, nigga what?
That's that shit a nigga never done
Then y'all wonder why you never won
Number two, you never number one
Nigga you the runner up, but your run is up
Had a chance to score but you fumbled up
Yeah the world was yours but you fucked it up
Need a parachute, y'all falling off huh

Big shot, hit that
I'ma send a message, did ya get that?
Your bitch, I'm in that
And she gon' let me fuck for a knickknack
New bag, jet lag
And she gon' give me top like a durag
Who dat? Who dat?
Someone at the door, nigga who dat?