Corleone

Music: Joyner Lucas/Myles Lockwood Aye, this that Corleone, that Don shxxt run through me Suited up like a mob boss, I'm top dog, unruly Broke brotha turn rich brotha, now the beach brotha wanna sue me Show you how to make a flick brotha, how to turn your life to a movie Bow tie and a red rose on the left side of my Gucci Put a hit on you weak brothas, I treat brothas like goofies I been itchin' to kill some, I'm piped up with that Uzi I been looking for a real one to get wifed up but I'm choosy Joyner: Lot of brothas wish death on me but I never see them in person They gassed up on that ketamine and my energy can't curve it Thеse bad thoughts don't never lеave you'll never see what I'm serving I say I don't wanna go to therapy but they telling me it's not working My rose grew from the concrete but it still cracks on the surface My side beach wanna block me but she still a **** for these purses Been telling hoes not to lie to me cause the truth will make you nervous Know my grandfather be proud of me if he knew the whip then I'm swervin' I got fire for the wick no matches Smoke for the beach no ashes Every verse I speak got passion do it for the streets where the shit get ratchet Eyes on me but it ain't no lacking No one gave me shit I snatched it Had to lay each brick and stack it build up my dream hoping this gon happen Nxxx what's happening I'm with it If I want that drop I spend it If you in that block, I'll spin it (spin it) If you want that watch, I'm spendin' (spendin') I promise God I'ma changed man if you fxxk around and I'm sendin' (sendin') You a real brotha on the internet and I'm a real brotha for a livin', brotha, let's get it Ayy, this that Corleone, that Don shxx run through me Suited up like a mob boss, I'm top dog, unruly (yeah) Broke brotha turn rich brotha now the bieach brothas wanna sue me Show you how to make a flick brotha how to turn your life to a movie Bow tie and a red rose on the left side of my Gucci Put a hit on you weak brothas I treat brothas like goofies I been itchin' to kill some I'm piped up with that Uzi I been lookin' for a real one to get wifed up but I'm choosy Millyz: Yeah it's KOD I'm king of diamonds my beaches treat me like royalty Brodie pop out where they soy will be I do dirt and pay lawyer fee Get his head wrapped like a Saudi prince red dot his face like it's oily My trillas killed for this loyalty, you want Christmas? Hold on, toy with me Soul Sublime, Coca-Cola, I got 4 hoes, they enjoyin' me Really cut from a different cloth and this shit sewn like embroidery Mama said, "Go get a job," but that coke was employin' me My whole life was like a nightmare and now my dream girl been annoyin' me Like, "Hunnid round drum, we rockin'," she want that watch, I'm coppin' You know I got lots of options, I throw the bird food out, they flockin' This shxxt is dope, it's not sabbatical, 40 got kick, it's not for boxin' I'm in a Batmobile like Gotham, beach, I'm a wolf, I'm not no possum Aye, thiss that level up, turn a ratchet bitch into bougie Suit it up like a mob boss, I could turn a wife to a groupie Boot it up in a lamb chop, throw a hundred ball off I'm boobie Motion picture not a short film, my whole life is a movie Ayy, this that Corleone, that Don shit run through me Suited up like a mob boss, I'm top dog, unruly (yeah) Broke brotha turn rich brotha now the beach brothas wanna sue me Show you how to make a flick brotha how to turn your life to a movie Bow tie and a red rose on the left side of my Gucci Put a hit on you weak brothas I treat brothas like goofies I been fiendin' to kill somethin', we smoke shxxt like loosies I been lookin' for a real one to get wifed up but I'm choosy