Alumnye - Japan Lyrics

Gotta get my money up, gotta get my money right
I ain't got enough money for these damn flights
I'ma get my money right I'ma get my new ice
New life, new ride, new beat, new slapping

Got a new flow, new rapping eating this beat up
Need aspirin, got these new fans they all be asking
What's about to happen, I don't know, just wait and see
I'm trying to get new currency from Japan to England

The US, New Zealand, ain't nobody be stopping me
Split it to the sea, man my path to the green
Do it, to a T up in the city
I just follow my heart and my soul

Cause God told me that's the path to the gold
Trying to move past the old, trying to heat past the gold
Trying to move tracks, he told what's sold
Show the road, I'm about to bolt, moving my load

Get cash, make a hit, sound like a bid
I just stay lit, got them throwing fits
But they ain't dressed good as me, I got the keys
I got the keys don't need LSD, cause my life a trip already
See the confetti, graduation mindset
Alum-N-Y-E from AUS to NYC
Mad flights, let me get my bands right

Grand lights, moving past the past right
Mad nights
Mad flights, let me get my bands right
Grand lights, moving past the past right

Mad nights
Best dressed, every single room that I walk in
Presents felt, bitches all around me, they be talking
Tunnel vision straight sight, get a grip, catch a flight

Yeah, we locked in, could be gone when you blink an eye
Mad flights up to Japan in the winter
No father presence, I am my figure
All y'all my sons, I am your figure

Aim at every other rapper, and I'm steady with my trigger finger
Clutching, clutching, clutching
Pimp rolling every single day like a coaster
Prometh, double cup, put it on my coaster

No ashtray, put the blunt on the coaster
Walk around, Glock 30, clutching on my holster
Slide to the addy and I turn him to a donut
Slide to the addy, turn her to a jam donut

Knocking on my door while I'm in there countin dough, bruh
Just a crew, A-L-U, light it up inside a stew
M-N-Y-E, on the carpet taking flicks
But we don't say cheese, we just count it

Need a money counter, add that shit up while I'm lounging
But I never rest, never ever rest
Cold in my sweater, winter time, freezing in the mountains
Ten toes down on a hunnid' men
Therefore every time I'm on ten
I'm stepping on a thousand
Mad flights, let me get my bands right
Grand lights, moving past the past right
Mad nights
Mad flights, let me get my bands right
Grand lights, moving past the past right
Mad nights
Before I move on, I'm giving her a chance

Booking all the flights, then I come up with the plans
Waking up at two, it's either sleep or the bands
Wrist is like glass in my bitch in Japan
R33, and we pull up with the EK

Giving you the O's, bout to hit you with the TK
Kicking in your door, finna hit you with the replay
Buying shit straight, so I never have to repay
Winter in the hills with the snow and the sword

So I'm slicing down caps when I'm getting kind of bored
And I play with the Y's, trying to make another chord
So the beat be the second when the verse is explored
Going in first, never started number two

I'm the best in the city, checking songs for the proof
Try to go higher, so I'm chopping down the roof
She getting in my way, bitch move, bitch move, bitch move
Bitch move, bitch move, bitch move

Trynna copy, swiping you abysmal
We be right around, better try and grab your pistol
Walking around the lakes and the water all crystal
Katana on my hip, let me see what's in the pockets

We the ones sprinting and all y'all jogging
Blowing up fast as you know it's supersonic
Set the bar high, better get another rocket
Mad flights, let me get my bands right

Grand lights, moving past the past right
Mad nlights
Mad flights, let me get my bands right
Grand lights, moving past the past right
Mad nlights
Mad flights, let me get my bands right

Grand lights, moving past the past right
Mad nights
Mad flights, let me get my bands right
Grand lights, moving past the past right
Grand lights, moving past the past right