[Lyric] Moonlight Part 1 (OfficialDND)

[Intro]
I messed up and bought fake Yeezys for 5 bills
Best believe Ima still rock 'em like they real
Call me fake too
Lying, cause she ain’t even want you
Piece of Dot s— can kiss Sam and eat it
Alright & HiiiPower songs has given permits
Too high for the license
Dude gonna get caught regardless
Shout out Oscar for bringing darkness
Put a bidding on your head
That’s a Priceless auction


[Verse 1]
They must be thinking that i’m stupid
That means That they thinkin’ that I’m clueless
Beat kicking hard, leave you toothless
I do what I can’t but I’m to pursue this
I can’t hold my d— in public
Hit my line, & call me foolish
Stress over 2 jobs
Maybe soon to be three
God, took you out my way
Now who’s pausing me
Trying to rewind me (who?)
Pull up to the drive thru
BK
I have it my way
I’m king of the street
King of the wisdom
I’m king of the mind
I’m singing for peace
King of the rhythm
I’m King of the signs
I'm making it right
I was dead in your eyes
But I feel so alive
And I cannot be, living a life
Where I cannot, look in yo eye
Tell you, all reasons and all of the whys
I’m holding it back, I don’t wanna cry
Promise you, I have no reason to lie
Explain to you, if there’s enough time to describe
The Promise of, putting this ring on your finger
That there’s no longer need for a winner
1st to begin falling in love
And then calling for dinner
Thought of, all of the nights
And the beautiful light
Phone rings to my beautiful wife
But I guess
Ima have to remind
You
That you my moonlight
That you my moonlight
That you my —

[Verse 2]
I still cannot believe it
I have you by my side
2 Days, B U T
Was off of my heart and my mind
You riding thru the city w me
Coasting thru SF, it was pretty chilly
You the shit
Moments w you give me bliss
I feel blessed
Even when we miscommunicate
That’s why I’m late, for the date
I couldn’t help but thank
For the good times
When I take you out
Like the soup mic
-rowave
It’s hot now i don’t want it
I’m sorry I lied, i’m usually honest but
Hanging with you becomes the most sick
From a tree, to closed lungs
I had to cover up I couldn’t think
So I put my finger under ya nose
My bape sweater
In a dress, 67, super cold
How did this happen, Lord knows!
[Outro]
I’m still
King of the street
King of the wisdom
I’m king of the mind
I’m Singing for peace
King of the rhythm
I’m King of the signs
I’m making it right
I was dead in your eyes
But I’m praying for my moonlight