Scru Face Jean, Quadeca - Illy Mode lyrics

Aww, man heheh
Bow with me, sweetheart!

It's the city of gods, look where we are
Baby (Where we are, baby)
You never did this before
You with the stars, baby
(With the stars, bitch)
You know we itching for
War, looking for y'all, baby
(Illy mode)
'Cause I'm in illy mode, really, though
City of gods, look where we are, baby
(Where we are, baby)
You never did this before
You with the stars, baby
(With the stars, bitch)
You know we itching for
War, looking for y'all, baby
(Illy Mode)
'Cause I'm in illy mode, really, though

Y'all better start laying down, stop
Playing around, with the coach
Y'all do the most (I swear to God)
I was born right in shit's creek, learned
How to row, just to stay afloat, so
When they ask me if we all in
The same boat, I'ma be like, "No"
Just to be dope I sacrificed the most, like
Cutting the throat of the motherfucking goat
Whoa this shit is raw
Swear I was born in the city of gods (Uh)
Tryna get Christ in my life
But the closest to Christian I
Got was just Christian Dior (Amen)
Critics are whores, I get up and raw
Then buy me a watch that I couldn't before
Couldn't afford, now the bezel got
Infinity Stones like Ebony Maw, damn
I'm snapping like Thanos
Rambo ain't runnin' out of ammo (Woah)
I'ma put a damn hole in a "Sambo"
(Goddamn) , get shot
Then you're fucked like Bang Bros
Damn, bro, why you going so
Ham, though? Fuck that
I'll be smooth like Lando
'Cause I can pull strings too, banjo
And you can't see me dude, camo
In the jungle if your Rollie Rollie
Got a dab of ranch
Then goonies coming with that 9
Iron like they Bagger Vance
I don't really want nothing from
You but a cash advance
And once I hit that illy mode, you
Fuckers never had a chance, aw, man

It's the city of gods, look where we are
Baby (Where we are, baby)
You never did this before
You with the stars, baby
(With the stars, bitch)
You know we itching for
War, looking for y'all, baby
(Illy mode)
'Cause I'm in illy mode, really, though
City of gods, look where we are, baby
(Where we are, baby)
You never did this before
You with the stars, baby
(With the stars, bitch)
You know we itching for
War, looking for y'all, baby
(Illy Mode)
'Cause I'm in illy mode, really, though

Yeah, back on my bullshit (Huh?)
I turned my back to the bullshit (yeah)
I'm tryna focus on rapping
They all gon' react to the bullshit
(Ha ha ha)
Never was trapping with gats and a full clip
But I'm full of clips, everybody is my son
() , money in the bank
Everybody wanna run (yeah)
Are they coming towards me, are they headin'
For the drum? Mention where I'm from
Ain't nobody gonna tell me when I'm done
So I'm emptying my lungs with the belly
Of a beast, coming from a plate
But you're never gonna eat
Thinking everything is sweet, but it's
Never been a treat
I am not like all these bitches
That you mention in your tweet
Facts, selling me a dream, funny
Because everything is really how it seems
(Huh?) going illy mode
I've been ill and that is really
What I mean, he is not a human
He is really a machine
Yeah, it ain't even fucking
Close to be honest
Everybody think they getting fifteen minutes
But they need a coach to be honest (Huh?)
They don't like me 'cause I'm overly honest
But this shit ain't supposed to be promised
Yeah, this city is emotionally toxic, I'm
Vocally conscious, and fuck it
I'm motioning onwards yeah

It's the city of gods, look where we are
Baby (Where we are, baby)
You never did this before
You with the stars, baby
(With the stars, bitch)
You know we itching for
War, looking for y'all, baby
(Illy mode)
'Cause I'm in illy mode, really, though
City of gods, look where we are, baby
(Where we are, baby)
You never did this before
You with the stars, baby
(With the stars, bitch)
You know we itching for
War, looking for y'all, baby
(Illy Mode)
'Cause I'm in illy mode, really, though