Xavy Rusan - New Moon lyrics

Ay look

Take it to the arm leg, leg arm
Head like a Quran
I roll it fat, pass to the left like a baton
I'm a son of God catchin'
These rays like San Juan
What your man's on with all
This truth to stand on
I promise 'til the day that I pass
I'm on they ass
Fresh painted digital dash, I'm gettin' cash
No exaggeration
The difference be in the detail
I get it for the factory
Flippin' it for the retail

I'm slidin'
Block bendin' with my shine them was on
Why they always hatin' just
'cause my niggas on?
I'm 'bout to watch a game
I put five figures on
Keep a bad baby with me 'cause
I vibe with hеr strong
I'm movin' with intention
A whole dimension from y'all boys
Niggas got thе nerve to be
Short-changin' with tall boys
Really doin' shit that he be wishin' he can't
Bubble jacket full of rolls
I'm like the Michelin Man
They at they Momma crib, miserable
And splittin' a Xan
I expedite my passport and take
This shit to Japan
My foreign fabric sendin' fire word
They know the fire good
Flier than every resident in your entire hood
And I'm comin' out the darkest of places
And yet I still shine niggas always talkin'
We never see it in real-time peep the method
This your energy when you redirect it
Laid up with your bitch and we
Watchin' movie that we directed
They ain't gotta dig it, they
Will talk to me nice, though
Taxin' 'cause they act like you
Regular when the price low
Hop up out the coupe and the
Cuban put on a light show
I never follow crowds
I be movin' 'em like a maestro
I do the walkin' and
Little talkin', I'm busy, bitch
All opinionated
But very few of 'em really rich
I ain't got the minutes for
Conversation ‘bout silly shit
They be long-winded
I'm tryna get me a Mille quick

Roll another dutchie
Burnin' sage inside my livin’ room
Reincarnated, same pharaoh with
A different tomb roll another dutchie
Burnin’ sage inside my livin’ room
Reincarnated, same pharaoh with
A different tomb

Take it to the arm leg, leg arm
Head like a Quran
I roll it fat, pass to the left like a baton
I'm a son of God catchin'
These rays like San Juan
What your man's on with all
This truth to stand on
I promise 'til the day that I pass
I'm on they ass
Fresh painted digital dash, I'm gettin' cash
No exaggeration
The difference be in the detail
I get it for the factory
Flippin' it for the retail nigga

I treat the scars on my
Psyche like medals of war
So I inhale the petals
I wasn't smellin' before
Face-to-face with accountability
I dust off my due diligence
My life becomes a diagram
Of my internal dialogue
This the diaspora diatribe
They couldn't dilute i died and rose to God
So I'm no longer minute
I came off my street a fighter
Akin to Ken and Ryu
So I can't be a sucker and
I won't even try to it's not that deep
It's just dead for you to put it simply
'Cause you so full of shit
That it left you empty
When they cry for attention
I crept through gently
Talkin' that Gospel, like guess who sent me?
I want a five percent
Black tint sweatproof Bently
And I'm bringin' my morals with me
That’s the best new entry

"I believe in myself
My body is a gift and I love it
My courage is stronger than my fear
I am the great opulence of God made visible
In my use right now and continuously" i mean
May the Lord forgive us
And their ancestors be with us ah shit