Krazy Khano - Decorate (feat. Donny B)

Streets got garlands there more Violence on the block for
Commas
Breaking building burnt Decisions corrupting the Sonos Double liners on the table flat The crack apartments
Zombie uncle throwing fists Sniffing puffing problems
Radar 9 to 5 corner bitch on The mic rapping loud
That's when all down to south Mixing Nouns missing Grammar
Dirty town when the mayor Gon announce
Then they bounce time to Pounce for the pounds
Light up the reefer and buy me My cigarettes
Watch how you stepping don't Tramp my Adidas
Duster and Pistol don't bring Too much weapon
We need to run quick and get Out the scenery
I feel motivated they feel Inflitrated I feel too respected
I got bitches that's Gon prolly Fuck em like iv been the Greatest
Extra layers to the homies Should I try to save em
All they wanna get is lit got That pills for sale then
Not lsd that energy that Lyrically millennium
That mentally not temporarily That RAPs
Ten to Ten citizens Gon break The fence
Decorate tryna to cover up With faith
Tryna praise catch you bait
1 percent on the phone 99 on The speakers
Delegate tryna decorate the art Not the car
Yeah Donny B
If I gotta be honest
Only moved out coz there was Too many problems
I would have settled for less Made it back but there was just No other opt
Merebank kinda like Compton
Front of your house, that's Where you're gonna get Robbed and yeah
Back to the hood like it's Robin Yeah Never cared if you were Popping Yeah
Only popping a pill
Forfeit the deals get in a fill, Yeah
Only robbing and steal coz how It feels
Gives em a thrill, yeah
Only got time for the beats and If I want heat, I'm calling up Trill yeah
Donny be sending the heat Don't even need a receipt
Light up the reefer while I'm Selling gwaais
Teachers would never look me In my eyes
If they look once, they never Look twice
Break always lit, it's Merebank High yeah
First break was for the profit But the second one was mine
Don't condone this shit but That's how I was living in Grade 9
Ten to ten scholars gonna Break the fence
Yeah, they're gonna bunk again
While you're gonna wonder When
They be sipping on the leen
Pharmacies don't give a damn, Yeah
That's just not for me
I just keep on with the pen but Then again
Ten to Ten citizens Gon break The fence
Decorate tryna to cover up With faith
Tryna praise catch you bait
1 percent on the phone 99 on The speakers
Delegate tryna decorate the art Not the car

Written by:
Donell Govender, Taahir Khan

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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