Silencers - Illa J, Moka Only

A nigga been goin hard

Points up and abroad and I point 2 God

Nigga named Oscar cuz I play my part yeah

Lifestyle rockstar, my homie wilin out with the Glock out

Goin all crazy now we got all the cops out

Somebody tell that nigga «settle down»

Uh yeah tell that nigga get down

Cuz we rollin good ass roll down the street now

But if she wants Busta Rhymes we’ll tell the homie and you will get beat down

I came from the drunkies to the motherfuckin corp like I’m rappin to this beat

now

So believe me when I say pimpin ain’t easy

Oh Dali check me on the fuckin calender

Wilin out over time no challengers

Ex- islander, over time we over sundial and sir

Ten I got my own style to square

Then I picked up on my stylish shirt

To the Gs I know them girls

Fuck constancy you stylish derp

That’s all you say nigga while I work

Most profilic on the entire earth

More than fame got the people tryin my worth

Don’t waste your time I’ve been fly since birth

Mr. Ballantine you know how I work

John Wick until we do it I concur

Towards that commission niggas fly the bomb

Poppin off makin noise no silencers

You already know what the deal is

Holla at your cousin dank we are

Outta the sun, food for thought

Detroit Bad Boy, eastside westside let’s get it

Loyalty is everything

I’d tell yall to stay west up

But yall don’t understand what it is

Most of yall niggas are lyin anyway

Bless up to my brother Dilla dog it’s goin down, thank God

Food for thought

Let’s get it

I see you