Kv$h - Bloodmoon

Crimson sun after the blood moon
Changing planes no port unless we making moves
We don’t do reports we let it make the news
All they shit distorted they should check the tune
They gone take the words i use and try to misconstrue it
I tried to tell them i was chosen they ain’t listen to it
Any bad intent i peep i’m keeping distance to it
If you ain’t fucking with the B.A.N then keep your distance stupid
My freestyle verses sound like they written music
I ain’t no rapper i play beats and kick my pimping to it
And i don’t need no pen nigga
Or no paper unless we talking benjamins nigga
Talking them ‘benjis i need M’s
Back to back bentleys without no tints
Picture me rolling get you a glimpse
Somebody tell them folks i’m lit
Tell them folks i never rode the bench
They gone feel this shit like it’s a pinch
I took a mile they tried to give your boy a inch
I took a mile i’m on file like a cabinet
Let me chill from all that drug talking
Double cup of purple that’s that mud talking
I’m from the street we keep silent be like what talking
But if it’s ‘bout that kash you know i love talking
Somebody tell them folks i’m lit
Tell them folks i never rode the bench
That dirty money getting rinsed
I came up out that water i was drenched
We noticed how most y’all came and went
I’m destined for this life love i’m convinced
I’m trying to make it make sense
Somebody should’ve told them folks i’m lit
Tell them folks i never rode the bench
They gone feel this shit like it’s a pinch
I’m destined for this life love i’m convinced
Picture me rolling catch a glimpse
Somebody tell them folks i’m lit
I took a mile they tried to give your boy a inch
I’m just trying to make it make sense
I’m just trying to make it make sense
Crimson sun after the blood moon
We don’t do reports we let it make the news
Somebody should’ve told them folks i’m lit
I’m just trying to make it make sense
Tell them folks to make it make sense

Written by:
Troy Williamson Jr

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