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Apollo Video (MV)




Performed By: Pheakaveli
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Rapeal Collier




Pheakaveli - Apollo Lyrics
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All 23, the devil shootin' like Jordan
Black kings and queens never did nothin for me like Michael B. Jordan
That's out of line, like caro in the drank what niggas be pourin'
All 24, I'm tryna score like Kobe
Stay away from me if you be actin' nosy
Middle of December, they say it's the winter
Put you on a hot plate, make you fall like the end of September
The green drink, Got me movin' slow like a turtle
They killin' our people, and it's starting to hurt us
You ever seen a bad bitch hit the strat
A broke nigga hustlin' out a bad pack
A clown nigga that's just tryna trap
I been broke nigga, and I ain't never goin' back
I know a real trapper that became a clown
If I don't do nothin' for you, you don't come around
I'm a mo city nigga, and I'm one deep
And they say slow feet niggas don't eat
So I sit back, quiet nigga, and I peep
Runnin' round the streets with no guidance
Your hopes and dreams in your pocket,
No Donald Trump but nigga, you fired
Contract hit find the right nigga, he hired,
I would've clutched on you If clutch wouldn't have saved you
I'm not a bitch, and I ain't never been a hoe
And I stay in no business, so don't treat me like a joke
And like a three-five, you f*ck around and get smoked
I punched on a nigga like Charlo
I runnin' round the streets with high-lows
Protect your neck or a nigga get bold
Drop his body in the river like nobody knows
I'm back on the shit I started with
YungNdaGame, I'm the hardest pick
Spray like Febreze, and I'm fresher than a bitch
I'm the biggest toilet, and I'ma talk my shit
Police activity right now, SWAT team members
Engaging at this windshield right now And you can see there, the police are right
On top
Niggas really don't wanna punch, wanna go to gunplay Nigga, let's dump
Nine on my side, nigga got sticks and drums
Niggas wanna beaf, but I'm not the one
I be one deep nigga, like I'm the don
My pocket's fat, nigga, like Big Pun
Marchin' with the band, you know I got the drums
You wanna beef, nigga, come get your sum
Outside niggas ain't hiden 401k, nigga, I make you retire
Street flavor, nigga, I make you go live
Stay down, nigga, and watch with your eyes
Stop tellin' social media all these lies
We gon' find out who the hatin' decides
Smokin' on Za, all in the sky
Worry about yourself, don't worry about I
Wave to my haters, see you, goodbye
I'm breaking news right now, out of Houston
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All 23, the devil shootin' like Jordan
Black kings and queens never did nothin for me like Michael B. Jordan
That's out of line, like caro in the drank what niggas be pourin'
All 24, I'm tryna score like Kobe
Stay away from me if you be actin' nosy
Middle of December, they say it's the winter
Put you on a hot plate, make you fall like the end of September
The green drink, Got me movin' slow like a turtle
They killin' our people, and it's starting to hurt us
You ever seen a bad bitch hit the strat
A broke nigga hustlin' out a bad pack
A clown nigga that's just tryna trap
I been broke nigga, and I ain't never goin' back
I know a real trapper that became a clown
If I don't do nothin' for you, you don't come around
I'm a mo city nigga, and I'm one deep
And they say slow feet niggas don't eat
So I sit back, quiet nigga, and I peep
Runnin' round the streets with no guidance
Your hopes and dreams in your pocket,
No Donald Trump but nigga, you fired
Contract hit find the right nigga, he hired,
I would've clutched on you If clutch wouldn't have saved you
I'm not a bitch, and I ain't never been a hoe
And I stay in no business, so don't treat me like a joke
And like a three-five, you f*ck around and get smoked
I punched on a nigga like Charlo
I runnin' round the streets with high-lows
Protect your neck or a nigga get bold
Drop his body in the river like nobody knows
I'm back on the shit I started with
YungNdaGame, I'm the hardest pick
Spray like Febreze, and I'm fresher than a bitch
I'm the biggest toilet, and I'ma talk my shit
Police activity right now, SWAT team members
Engaging at this windshield right now And you can see there, the police are right
On top
Niggas really don't wanna punch, wanna go to gunplay Nigga, let's dump
Nine on my side, nigga got sticks and drums
Niggas wanna beaf, but I'm not the one
I be one deep nigga, like I'm the don
My pocket's fat, nigga, like Big Pun
Marchin' with the band, you know I got the drums
You wanna beef, nigga, come get your sum
Outside niggas ain't hiden 401k, nigga, I make you retire
Street flavor, nigga, I make you go live
Stay down, nigga, and watch with your eyes
Stop tellin' social media all these lies
We gon' find out who the hatin' decides
Smokin' on Za, all in the sky
Worry about yourself, don't worry about I
Wave to my haters, see you, goodbye
I'm breaking news right now, out of Houston
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Writer: Rapeal Collier
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