Watch Them hoes Babel on
I'm in Babylon
It's Midnight Creeping And The Cattle's gone
I see the snakes in the grass I let em rattle on
I move through the fire
Don't look back at sodom
Or Gomorrah
Got em hands down cause it's more of us
Puerto Rican and Dominicans on my north cause
Pablo paint a picture
Not Picasso with the the thought of
Van Gogh
I'm something they can't handle
Lost drive so tell me who the man tho
Me and it's 2017 imma come clean
Flex with the wrong team
Grinding for the wrong thing
F*ck a couple bitches
Now u got a off spring
Hot like summer my nigga we just lost spring
Mayweather got us packing out
And then lost green
Daily so when you start to hate me
They dumb In the can republicans Haiti
We don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Nigga we don't we don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Blast for me
Bash for me
Soon or a later
I'll be hearing blasphemy
But I don't care as long as they got the cash for me
And the ask for me
And a condo with a nice view and a balcony
Forgetting bout every mother f*cker doubting me
I can't dream I need to steam
To inflate myself esteem
To power my wealth and dream
So it come In healthy green
Huh with the stars smoking moon rocks
I didn't see my self back like I'm Tupac
On tour for some new rocks
Dior what would u cop
No red signs cause they can't see me stop go
And I didn't reach my pinnacle
Im here to rock the game
And im not talking about some mineral
The beat the percussion
Life is really something
And it's like death
So I don't grim repercussions
We don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Nigga we don't we don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Elijah the Prophet - Mourning in Sincity Lyrics
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English
Watch Them hoes Babel on
I'm in Babylon
It's Midnight Creeping And The Cattle's gone
I see the snakes in the grass I let em rattle on
I move through the fire
Don't look back at sodom
Or Gomorrah
Got em hands down cause it's more of us
Puerto Rican and Dominicans on my north cause
Pablo paint a picture
Not Picasso with the the thought of
Van Gogh
I'm something they can't handle
Lost drive so tell me who the man tho
Me and it's 2017 imma come clean
Flex with the wrong team
Grinding for the wrong thing
F*ck a couple bitches
Now u got a off spring
Hot like summer my nigga we just lost spring
Mayweather got us packing out
And then lost green
Daily so when you start to hate me
They dumb In the can republicans Haiti
We don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Nigga we don't we don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Blast for me
Bash for me
Soon or a later
I'll be hearing blasphemy
But I don't care as long as they got the cash for me
And the ask for me
And a condo with a nice view and a balcony
Forgetting bout every mother f*cker doubting me
I can't dream I need to steam
To inflate myself esteem
To power my wealth and dream
So it come In healthy green
Huh with the stars smoking moon rocks
I didn't see my self back like I'm Tupac
On tour for some new rocks
Dior what would u cop
No red signs cause they can't see me stop go
And I didn't reach my pinnacle
Im here to rock the game
And im not talking about some mineral
The beat the percussion
Life is really something
And it's like death
So I don't grim repercussions
We don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Nigga we don't we don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
I'm in Babylon
It's Midnight Creeping And The Cattle's gone
I see the snakes in the grass I let em rattle on
I move through the fire
Don't look back at sodom
Or Gomorrah
Got em hands down cause it's more of us
Puerto Rican and Dominicans on my north cause
Pablo paint a picture
Not Picasso with the the thought of
Van Gogh
I'm something they can't handle
Lost drive so tell me who the man tho
Me and it's 2017 imma come clean
Flex with the wrong team
Grinding for the wrong thing
F*ck a couple bitches
Now u got a off spring
Hot like summer my nigga we just lost spring
Mayweather got us packing out
And then lost green
Daily so when you start to hate me
They dumb In the can republicans Haiti
We don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Nigga we don't we don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Blast for me
Bash for me
Soon or a later
I'll be hearing blasphemy
But I don't care as long as they got the cash for me
And the ask for me
And a condo with a nice view and a balcony
Forgetting bout every mother f*cker doubting me
I can't dream I need to steam
To inflate myself esteem
To power my wealth and dream
So it come In healthy green
Huh with the stars smoking moon rocks
I didn't see my self back like I'm Tupac
On tour for some new rocks
Dior what would u cop
No red signs cause they can't see me stop go
And I didn't reach my pinnacle
Im here to rock the game
And im not talking about some mineral
The beat the percussion
Life is really something
And it's like death
So I don't grim repercussions
We don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Nigga we don't we don't we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got no time to depend up on luck
I stack my end make sure haters add up
When it's all good I don't let em run a muck
Writer: Malcolm Elijah Dixon
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