HOOK: KM$
Sancake this a vibe, yeah
We be up doin mile high clubbing
Launching like Nasa
Keep dropping them classics
Better man up
Got my glove fitted
Captain speaking you know how I did it
Flying high I got no limits
Can't see me got the glass tinted
VERSE 1 :
Fuck all of them bitches that never live it up
Talking and talking but never give enough
Two-faced like a dime they barrow love
Giving promises who’ll get them bottles up
Keep running em
Shooters yeah I got hell of em
Now who would be thinking they bettеr us
Talking bout challenge its minimum
Deadеye with the bars I never miss
With it I get it no matter Im winning
Running on you like Im playin blitz
How many more we gotta keep digging
Her gram too popping to fuck her
The chain too heavy to tuck it
Im serious
I fuck with the digits I focus on me
With my brothers in it permanently
Yallah
Make them break umbrellas
Na na who gon tell em
KM$ one big fellah
On the low I be workin in patience
Had better days but wait till Im hella rich
Made a promise to the fam
Flying out-lands, landed I flip the switch
Bitches in the mix
Tell me what it is
Till the days in a Benz
Im done
Under my sleeve I got many tricks
David Blaine on em quick as a clip
My verses go hard as a myth
Believe in the brothers ım with
Back in the days harder we list
Now we hardly ever miss
VERSE 2 : Se7en of 34, KM$
Se7en of 34:
Se7en the engine an urban legend
I be shifting the pace don't expect compassion
I be sniffing and smelling the beef and Im in it
You know that we didn't lose in a minute
High off my flows I know I got the force
Sky-walking not enough running like Forest
Dumping my past so what’s coming's a miracle
0 to 100 from ashes to pinnacle
KM$:
Its a miracle
Gotta be trippin on edibles
With Se7en we on it hits that we signing
Don't feel us you gotta be hella fool
Se7en of 34:
Don't feel us you gotta be hella fool
My phone like a magazine hella full
Of centerfolds, since I'm making those numbers
Hop off a jet and Im gone for three summers
HOOK: KM$
Sancake this a vibe, yeah
We be up doin mile high clubbing
Launching like Nasa
Keep dropping them classics
Better man up
Got my glove fitted
Captain speaking you know how I did it
Flying high I got no limits
Can't see me got the glass tinted, yeah
OUTRO
Sancake this a vibe, yeah
We be up doin mile high clubbing
Launching like Nasa
Keep dropping them classics
Better man up
Got my glove fitted
Captain speaking you know how I did it
Flying high I got no limits
Can't see me got the glass tinted
VERSE 1 :
Fuck all of them bitches that never live it up
Talking and talking but never give enough
Two-faced like a dime they barrow love
Giving promises who’ll get them bottles up
Keep running em
Shooters yeah I got hell of em
Now who would be thinking they bettеr us
Talking bout challenge its minimum
Deadеye with the bars I never miss
With it I get it no matter Im winning
Running on you like Im playin blitz
How many more we gotta keep digging
Her gram too popping to fuck her
The chain too heavy to tuck it
Im serious
I fuck with the digits I focus on me
With my brothers in it permanently
Yallah
Make them break umbrellas
Na na who gon tell em
KM$ one big fellah
On the low I be workin in patience
Had better days but wait till Im hella rich
Made a promise to the fam
Flying out-lands, landed I flip the switch
Bitches in the mix
Tell me what it is
Till the days in a Benz
Im done
Under my sleeve I got many tricks
David Blaine on em quick as a clip
My verses go hard as a myth
Believe in the brothers ım with
Back in the days harder we list
Now we hardly ever miss
VERSE 2 : Se7en of 34, KM$
Se7en of 34:
Se7en the engine an urban legend
I be shifting the pace don't expect compassion
I be sniffing and smelling the beef and Im in it
You know that we didn't lose in a minute
High off my flows I know I got the force
Sky-walking not enough running like Forest
Dumping my past so what’s coming's a miracle
0 to 100 from ashes to pinnacle
KM$:
Its a miracle
Gotta be trippin on edibles
With Se7en we on it hits that we signing
Don't feel us you gotta be hella fool
Se7en of 34:
Don't feel us you gotta be hella fool
My phone like a magazine hella full
Of centerfolds, since I'm making those numbers
Hop off a jet and Im gone for three summers
HOOK: KM$
Sancake this a vibe, yeah
We be up doin mile high clubbing
Launching like Nasa
Keep dropping them classics
Better man up
Got my glove fitted
Captain speaking you know how I did it
Flying high I got no limits
Can't see me got the glass tinted, yeah
OUTRO
( St. Grey )
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