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letra de noushi - jakk quill

i got
audio goldmines man i’m all up in my dreams know the boy gon shine
and i roll with some feens who just never let it freeze
they keep it burning that’s dime for a dime
i rap for the times i feel purposeless
then bounce back demonstrate what purpose is
she mix drinks with the percocet
he mix the lean with the bud to feel
in control and the soul is chilled
faded like half of the time on the regular though i still dream of a benz
secret locations and hoe-studded mansions infinity pools and the thickest of fences
pardon my wishes vanity got me
i’m in a militia called life is a party
think i’m drowning up i’m getting lost in confetti
i tell a hunnie turn over can’t roll the bud on your belly
i’m not debating or nothing i’m on my way to the money
so anytime i be chilling i’m either rapping or rapping
i think it gives me some balance to eq my tracks
supersede any capping that they put on my map
destination glory make a reservation hommie
i mean
i got my hands like the movies
lord of the rings, infinity stones
i’m decimating all of you kings
the flow is something like audiocaine
-n-lyse my raps you can tell where my mind at
goldmines in these rhymes yeah i mine that
can we forward to the times where
i already popped off and i got stage after stage sold out and the lights got me blinded
the b-tches coming fast and the money like lightning
bank account like a storm…and my bedroom like a home
yeah i need all the cream where the cone at
i’mma graduate konyagi to cognac
been running i already hit the road jakk
on god i’mma f-ck up like the whole map
and i already reached a point where it’s f-ck what you think
green lights in my gut so i got to go in
and i’m keeping it spotless keeping it golden
already changed locks i’m blocking the bullsh-t

hook
my noushi
it slap hard
what it do
what it does
ain’t it cool?
ain’t it fun?
how we bump
this sh-t up
my noushi
it slap hard
what it do
what it does
ain’t it cool?
ain’t it fun?
how we bump
this sh-t up

verse 2
play the cards
you was dealt
i call that
motivate
and i got
an array
i got options i’m okay
i’m all good
i’m all studded
i think i should get me some ice the hoes love it
i think i should go to the club and blow money
like automated teller machines that hold money
no hunnie that’s
misplaced priorities i’m stacking cheese for every season this the rat race
man i treat the music like a band aid
daily i just use it to manoeuvre through the d-mn shade
ashtrays and prophecies of better days i got a reason to keep scheming
b-tch i got some breath up in my d-mn chest
ain’t no reason that i shouldn’t get to action
i drop bars every other weekday
in my mind is another mixtape
and this girl who be h-lla kinky
and she say she a queen i just want the queen cakes
i try to keep my mindset on a supreme state
i try to keep it cl-ssic mziki vintage
third eye shine bright like f-ck a dim gaze
living like a sensei
jakk

- jakk quill

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