Killumantii - Black Wall Street lyrics

[Killumantii - Black Wall Street lyrics]

Ayy, look

Baby, I don't vent
'Cause that's how your words get bent
And that's how rumors get sent
And that's how yo' block get spent
For a hundred and some change
I'ma keep throwing change 'til it change
So make it make sense
Niggas ain't never seeing this
Niggas ain't never seen who?
Baby getting loose
Buying everything by the twos
'Cause nigga that's just what I do
Either I'ma see you at the
Top or from the top
Quick to catch a fade like
I'm at the barbershop
I'm a icon like what's on your desktop
Working nonstop, how could I flop?
If you don't mean
Will you sit and shut the fuck up?
Man, I hate hoes who be acting stuck up
So bitch don't get fucked up
For tryna act too tough
Man I don't fuck with these
Niggas like Ku Klux

If you wasn't so intimidated
Maybe you could learn from me
Maybe cop a jar, let you work
Come and earn from me
How the fuck you hatin' on me
But ain't never heard of me?
Get you gone in two-point-three
That's the nerd in me
Name a bitch that's better than Kill
That got skill? I'll wait
Okay, back to the heat
Bitches know they can't compete i'm fire
I'm really paid like Black Wall Street

Niggas ain't real and all hoes play a role
How you live a double life and broke in both?
Talk about who you hang around
He broke the code i heard that you a player
How you doing on the coach?
Told her show her face like a Zoom meeting
Say you getting money, lil' nigga
Who is you kidding? Nah, for real though
Bitches love to screw, we
Ain't the same, man, i know
'Cause I make money and y'all hoes don't
Oh last year, bitch, I almost four-hundred K
And I ain't have to work not one damn day
So imagine when I pick shit up and press play
I don't wanna hear what
Other bitches gotta say
Big Kill do big shit, fast
When I drop your shit get pushed back
Niggas ain't really on nothin' for real
Bitches counterfeit, if it ain't Kill
It ain't real

If you wasn't so intimidated
Maybe you could learn from me
Maybe cop a jar, let you work
Come and earn from me
How the fuck you hatin' on me
But ain't never heard of me?
Get you gone in two-point-three
That's the nerd in me
Name a bitch that's better than Kill
That got skill? I'll wait
Okay, back to the heat
Bitches know they can't compete i'm fire
I'm really paid like Black Wall Street
If you wasn't so intimidated
Maybe you could learn from me
Maybe cop a jar, let you work
Come and earn from me
How the fuck you hatin' on me
But ain't never heard of me?
Get you gone in two-point-three
That's the nerd in me
Name a bitch that's better than Kill
That got skill? I'll wait
Okay, back to the heat
Bitches know they can't compete i'm fire
I'm really paid like Black Wall Street

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