KYKN by Karnel Lyrics
Boy you better get with the program
Got slugs for the low now
Watch out cause these g's be low down
Fronting like they got hoes now
If you ain't know now you know now
Been down with my n***as since childhood
Before we smoked loud from them backwoods
No backwoods boy we live this city life
Throwaways keep the city right, Throwaways hear the city cry
No lullabies gotta peep the scene
Corner store nightmares, corner store right there
Chalk lines nightmares
Money high
Money flow, Now the scope right
Got the golds on the bottom row
Soul right
Much blow for the nose
Green keep the clothes hoes drobe & the tempo right
I ain't running no lights, 9 capping n***as
For a gold chain, N***a cap a n***a
Automatic resting on the lap for n***as
Ain't got no time rap getting n***as
Sho nuff Show ya right I'm showing up
Too many dreams resting on my shoulder bruh
No love n***a everybody cold cut
I remember had hopes for the Rover
Then the frustration takes over
Too many steps
Thinking cause dog short I ain't reppin the set
Cause I don't speak to much no regrets on my chest
Like I ain't packing a punch
Like I ain't thinking bout death
Boy you better get with the program
Got slugs for the low now
Watch out cause these g's be low down
Fronting like they got hoes now
If you ain't know now you know now
Been down with my n***as since childhood
Before we smoked loud from them backwoods
No backwoods boy we live this city life
Throwaways keep the city right, Throwaways hear the city cry
No lullabies gotta peep the scene
Corner store nightmares, corner store right there
Chalk lines nightmares
Money high
All these fake rappers vámanos
I'm in the hood like dominos
Sippin lean - all kinds of thoed
I got more on my chest than a shirt
No trust Comin at me tryna check on my work
I hold it down, the more you try to help it'll hurt
Man Y'all trying too hard and it’s just makin it worse n***a
Fuck it If you ain't know then you know now
Raps like mamas in the kitchen, bout to throw down
Let that boy cook
Who on the stove now?
Pooty Tang flow, I could make a hit with no sound
Bottom row flow don't be blinded by the gold crowns
Ghetto got more Temptations than MoTown....
Let it Coooooast
We so fucking a-1
Had to shake one
Now they ghost
Y'all a motherfucking joke n***a
Suck a D*ck
(Outro) x 4
Every other corner
Paranoia Codeine Marijuana
Another n***a got it then another n***a want it
(why you want it n***a?)
(If you ain't know now , now you know now n***a)
(they want what you got)
(another n***a want it)
Got slugs for the low now
Watch out cause these g's be low down
Fronting like they got hoes now
If you ain't know now you know now
Been down with my n***as since childhood
Before we smoked loud from them backwoods
No backwoods boy we live this city life
Throwaways keep the city right, Throwaways hear the city cry
No lullabies gotta peep the scene
Corner store nightmares, corner store right there
Chalk lines nightmares
Money high
Money flow, Now the scope right
Got the golds on the bottom row
Soul right
Much blow for the nose
Green keep the clothes hoes drobe & the tempo right
I ain't running no lights, 9 capping n***as
For a gold chain, N***a cap a n***a
Automatic resting on the lap for n***as
Ain't got no time rap getting n***as
Sho nuff Show ya right I'm showing up
Too many dreams resting on my shoulder bruh
No love n***a everybody cold cut
I remember had hopes for the Rover
Then the frustration takes over
Too many steps
Thinking cause dog short I ain't reppin the set
Cause I don't speak to much no regrets on my chest
Like I ain't packing a punch
Like I ain't thinking bout death
Boy you better get with the program
Got slugs for the low now
Watch out cause these g's be low down
Fronting like they got hoes now
If you ain't know now you know now
Been down with my n***as since childhood
Before we smoked loud from them backwoods
No backwoods boy we live this city life
Throwaways keep the city right, Throwaways hear the city cry
No lullabies gotta peep the scene
Corner store nightmares, corner store right there
Chalk lines nightmares
Money high
All these fake rappers vámanos
I'm in the hood like dominos
Sippin lean - all kinds of thoed
I got more on my chest than a shirt
No trust Comin at me tryna check on my work
I hold it down, the more you try to help it'll hurt
Man Y'all trying too hard and it’s just makin it worse n***a
Fuck it If you ain't know then you know now
Raps like mamas in the kitchen, bout to throw down
Let that boy cook
Who on the stove now?
Pooty Tang flow, I could make a hit with no sound
Bottom row flow don't be blinded by the gold crowns
Ghetto got more Temptations than MoTown....
Let it Coooooast
We so fucking a-1
Had to shake one
Now they ghost
Y'all a motherfucking joke n***a
Suck a D*ck
(Outro) x 4
Every other corner
Paranoia Codeine Marijuana
Another n***a got it then another n***a want it
(why you want it n***a?)
(If you ain't know now , now you know now n***a)
(they want what you got)
(another n***a want it)