Drakeo The Ruler - Levels lyrics
[Drakeo The Ruler - Levels lyrics]
S heeeesh! Shit, I guess that's me, huh, uh
I'm back on one of those, shit
So Cold I Do Em
Tell these niggas stop stressin'
Man, that's a case closed i been 'round beef
Fuck with me the long way
Since niggas always snitchin' we gon' do
This shit the hard way
In elementary schools with Dracos in hallways
Grimy ass shooter but his jeans by Balmain
Investigate this scene
You gon' need some long tape
Tell me what's wrong
Why these rappers always fakin'?
Actin' like I don't rap like this all day
You want a fuckin' show?
Then buy a ticket, nigga
Hunned fifty bands and I
Still had the stitches, nigga
Big Banc Buddha but my shoes plain Christian
And c'mon, ten bands? I'm worth at least 300k
Cuz that's what you gon' need to
Get me up out the way
My momma always said, "Son, you
Worth more than that, "
And nigga fuck an image there's more than rap
A star that is me quarterback
Get the job done or I'mma
Need my quarter back
Chillin' at the condo with at
Least a quart of straps mr fuckin' Mosely
Yes I drink more than average
I know I got a problem
Yes indeed it's more than
Little nigga, you know it's levels
You might got a Rollie too but
Mine just broke the bezel
The police wanna get behind me but
Inside they know it's levels
This heavy-duty rock 'n' roll I'm
Tradin' toolies with the devil
I know you wanna be me too but
Then again you know it's levels
Lil' nigga, you know it's levels
Lyin' ass nigga, knew your daddy was Geppetto
If you want underneath me then
You gotta get a shovel guns N Roses, baby
How I'm kickin' heavy metal
Get to stompin' in these Air
Force Ones like I'm Nelly
Throwin' bows like I'm Luda for
My Big Banc Buddha piece
Nine it's not custom made jewelry
Diamond test a rapper
That fugazi ass jewelry bought twenty
Thirty thousand off this shit is
Not new to me
I'm really in the streets every day
You ain't foolin' me
Pro Tools gangsters always actin' like
They do this shit come on
Who really blow strips? My
Neck wearin' trophies
Can't say what's in my wallet but
My clip is wearin' blue tips
Done popped so many pills, shit
It's startin' to make my head spin
You wanna win a baby? Shit then
Show me how that neck feel
Little nigga, you know it's levels
You might got a Rollie too but
My mine just broke the bezel
The police wanna get behind me but
Inside they know it's levels
This heavy-duty rock 'n' roll I'm
Tradin' toolies with the devil
I know you wanna be me too but
Then again you know it's levels
I'm back on one of those, shit
So Cold I Do Em
Tell these niggas stop stressin'
Man, that's a case closed i been 'round beef
Fuck with me the long way
Since niggas always snitchin' we gon' do
This shit the hard way
In elementary schools with Dracos in hallways
Grimy ass shooter but his jeans by Balmain
Investigate this scene
You gon' need some long tape
Tell me what's wrong
Why these rappers always fakin'?
Actin' like I don't rap like this all day
You want a fuckin' show?
Then buy a ticket, nigga
Hunned fifty bands and I
Still had the stitches, nigga
Big Banc Buddha but my shoes plain Christian
And c'mon, ten bands? I'm worth at least 300k
Cuz that's what you gon' need to
Get me up out the way
My momma always said, "Son, you
Worth more than that, "
And nigga fuck an image there's more than rap
A star that is me quarterback
Get the job done or I'mma
Need my quarter back
Chillin' at the condo with at
Least a quart of straps mr fuckin' Mosely
Yes I drink more than average
I know I got a problem
Yes indeed it's more than
Little nigga, you know it's levels
You might got a Rollie too but
Mine just broke the bezel
The police wanna get behind me but
Inside they know it's levels
This heavy-duty rock 'n' roll I'm
Tradin' toolies with the devil
I know you wanna be me too but
Then again you know it's levels
Lil' nigga, you know it's levels
Lyin' ass nigga, knew your daddy was Geppetto
If you want underneath me then
You gotta get a shovel guns N Roses, baby
How I'm kickin' heavy metal
Get to stompin' in these Air
Force Ones like I'm Nelly
Throwin' bows like I'm Luda for
My Big Banc Buddha piece
Nine it's not custom made jewelry
Diamond test a rapper
That fugazi ass jewelry bought twenty
Thirty thousand off this shit is
Not new to me
I'm really in the streets every day
You ain't foolin' me
Pro Tools gangsters always actin' like
They do this shit come on
Who really blow strips? My
Neck wearin' trophies
Can't say what's in my wallet but
My clip is wearin' blue tips
Done popped so many pills, shit
It's startin' to make my head spin
You wanna win a baby? Shit then
Show me how that neck feel
Little nigga, you know it's levels
You might got a Rollie too but
My mine just broke the bezel
The police wanna get behind me but
Inside they know it's levels
This heavy-duty rock 'n' roll I'm
Tradin' toolies with the devil
I know you wanna be me too but
Then again you know it's levels