AKTHESAVIOR

"Allusions"

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Gee, young n*gga, but my heart is timeless
No price on my soul, ship filled up with gold
Mothaf*cka ya' know that's priceless
2 grams ain't enough, n*gga keep yo' blunt
Won't smoke if the sh*t ain't the finest
n*ggas talk about what they got
When you check on these n*ggas, motherf*ckers be lying
Bow down to the motherf*cking highness
Fire start Hibachi, n*gga OG like Heihachi
Break up yo' whole posse, y'all n*ggas movin' too sloppy
Hittin' like I'm Rocky, independent you can't drop me
Beast Coast be my army if I tell 'em shoot, they got me
Raised in the belly of the beast
Born in a war but my heart with the peace
Raising up Gods every time that I speak
When we all get involved ain't no starvin' to eat
Making sure all my n*ggas gon' feast
Ya'll gonna see why we chasing the cream
Roll up the leaves, n*gga spark up the tree
You ain't got no weed?
n*gga f*ck you mean
n*gga f*ck you mean

[Verse 2: AKTHESAVIOR]
My aura gold, word to the oracle
I'm the illest motherf*cker incurable
I went through all the bull, about a toilet full
In royal flesh, I want all the loot man
The sour be clutch like Kobe do
And I'm living in L.A. so that's only proof
Got a b*tch in the bay, that love the 'shroom
She be screaming "AK!" when I shove the broom
It's a mismatch, can't hold us
Better get back, you ain't no soldier
f*ck your sister, guess what she told us
You a b*tch ass n*gga since stroller, now hol' up
Smoking good, 'fronto wrapped around the OG in my hood
It's understood, if AK be winning then you know you could
Sike! b*tch can't kill my vibe, I'm on an everlasting high
Want peace of mind and piece of pie
If it's not both then take my life
I'm blowing smoke until I die, high as heaven watch me fly
Look within you'll probably find a place
Go home boy live yo life

[Hook: Issa Gold]
I'm blowing gas smoke, f*ck up my cash flow
f*ck it lets waste it
We advance though, even your fans know
Y'all n*ggas basic
Smoking hash bowls, we lit like candles
n*gga stay faded
You and yo mans jokes, we with yo damn hoe
Them b*tches wasted
I'm blowing gas smoke, f*ck up my cash flow
f*ck it lets waste it
We advance though, even your fans know
Y'all n*ggas basic
Smoking hash bowls, we lit like candles
n*gga stay faded
You and yo mans jokes, we with yo damn hoe
Them b*tches wasted

[Bridge: Issa Gold]
(One thing is sure)
Peso, I'm counting peso's and smoking fuego
Save hoes, you n*ggas save hoes, now that's a no-go
Photo, she sneaking photo, she think she low tho
Soul gold, she think my soul gold, think we should hang tho

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
I'm smoking mad dope, she sniffin' mad blow
I'm like "you bad hoe", now fast forward
She took her pants off, guess she like as*h*les
Gang coast be counting mad dough with no advance though
My cash flow, f*ck up a damn show then take a fan home
Fuego, fuego, smoking fuego with yo dame
Been like a whole 20 minutes, can't front
n*gga still don't know her name
30 minutes later have my pinky in her brain
She like, "I thought you were different?
All of you rappers just the same"
She ain't complain

[Verse 4: AKTHESAVIOR]
AK inside of your b*tch, right in the bunk ain't no need for no crib
Light up the skunk and then pro-ceed to go in
Like a nitrogen pump, top the speed off like damn
Pray this new sh*t make your speaker blow
Puffin' khalifa dro, make your girl tippy-toe in
She in love then she go telling her friends
Like she hitting my line cause the lord is on tour yet again
Wait for a n*gga to start winning
First they love you then they hate, then they tasting the salt
Face it you n*ggas is soft, Krillin
Know the knowledge ain't hidden just open the vault
No debating, stay dope inhaling
Clear the road, no trailing
Never sober, steering
Get run over near me
Dropping cold sh*t yearly
Flow severely, I know you feel me

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