Nicholas Craven
Smokin Samson
[Intro]
Shadow Moses
[Verse]
Uh, n***as said I couldn't make it this far
My bitch trippin' over missed calls
He talking bricks, he don't even know how much the shit cost
Late night with a stick, my youngin' lettin' shit off
Y'all living life like nobody can't get y'all
I stopped sipping drank, I'm going through withdrawals
Every time I'm rolling by the bank I gotta make a withdrawal
My bitch don't like it when I sing, she love it when my shit raw (Nicholas Craven)
Two guns on me with the shoulder strap
These n***as keep comparing me to older rappers
Trap jumping, neighbors called the cops
Landlord called, said we out the spot
N***as said they gon' do me dirty, I think not
Late night cruising, I'll put one in your head top
(Grrrt, bah-bah, pop)
I'm smokin' Samson, I don't roll with Mr. Nice Guy
Psychedelic butterfly strip, now I got black eyes
Rap n***a moving so funny, you not wise
So many rap sons, I got 'em all baptized
Sent my lil' n***a, wiped his nose, you know I got slatt ties
Counting money everyday I told him "give me my [?] prize"
Had to do it different on 'em, n***a, don't even ask why
Whatever we do, we gotta do this shit fast
I feel like 12 playing Tom and Jerry with my ass
My neighbors don't like me, they need greener grass
Slide through your section, head under the ski mask
[Outro: Mike Shabb and crowd]
Shadow Moses
Okay là tout le monde
On va faire—
On va faire un cours de français montréalais one on one, okay?
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