Plex Luthor - No 1s Lookin (remix) lyrics

Published

0 139 0

Plex Luthor - No 1s Lookin (remix) lyrics

[Hook: Group] When no ones lookin When no ones there Thats when your dirt gets done round here When no ones lookin When no ones there Thats when your dirt is gettin done round here When no ones lookin When no ones there Thats when your dirt gets done round here When no ones lookin When no ones there Thats when your dirt is gettin done round here [Verse 1: Wrekonize] I wake up in a world which Used to be full of merchants Watchin my every move I couldn't find my purpose I remember walkin around Feelin the eyes on my back Tryin to keep up the act But it fell through Down down the well it goes And all this hell i know Is now publicly owned Oh now now this clever poem Can be your very own Little melody go Sing with me Blindfold the neighborhood Close the window say its good Burn the forest claim the wood Ill do it and say you should Break every lightbulb and battery Cuz i dont need these purists And pot junkies mad at me Call it censorshipment I call it reality Smoke and mirrors get bent Circus like an*logy Give them slithers ten cents And theyll take all your salary I keep my dirt covert So i can sprout an apple tree and [Hook: Group] [Verse 2: Tay Dizm] Swarmin like bumblebees We serve the economy Big dogs world And it keeps swervin right in front of me But i got hella focus tho Cuz im floatin with honeybees We totin that honeycomb We headed to overseas They say they got it I want it So what they hittin for They got it Lets go and get it Bring it to the door I got that They drop back We fight back You like that See we are off the chain We been doin this for long Its my thing go to Jamaica Grab my stash and bring it home In the mall you hate me It ain't my fault i made it I got my money right I got my money up I done went and bought myself a bentley and a ? brah b**hes in string bikinis when you see me And not an episode is ending so you can turn the tv [Hook: Group] [Verse 3: Bernz] Walkin the other side Walkin the thinnest line Within the shadows where the k**ers hide She never pictured him the crazy type They never picked up on the signs Until they tallied up the crime Watch for the quiet ones Where you decide to run Watch for the fire Then before you decide givin up Stick em up stick em up Trap is hottest as we set up shop And now these informants are bein planted like illegal crops Yea inside these primary colors I find a shade of blue to smuggle And some worse for my brothers Im axle foley homie Now you dont know me Im undercover Plannin and plottin Under this concrete and gutters Playin these numbers And runnin with k**ers It be free all that i can see Takin all thats in front of me They had it comin Tired of hunger so we did somthin Had to steal some money Power, respect and their lovin [Hook: Group]

You need to sign in for commenting.
No comments yet.