a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

ahmir704 - moon lyrics

[intro: ahmir]
yeah, right
yeah, look

[chorus: ahmir]
plenty nights i would stare at the moon
all them days i would run from the sun
paper chasin’ to keep me consumed
clear my head, putting fog in my lung
putting checks over parties and fun
they’re respecting the parts that i’m from
’cause i use my head, put my heart on the tuck
plotting their hate, but i’m still showing love

[verse 1: ahmir, mavi]
lot on my plate, but i’m still showing up
in the clutch, like it’s us
been in that gutter, i couldn’t get stuck
everybody fall, but you gotta get up
i’on trust a lot, so i’m living a buck
came from the hard, plottin’ with my day ones
tryna ball when they never gave nothin’
dirty game and i used to play up
old n_ggas hatin’, i couldn’t give a f_ck
just turned twenty_four, tryna drop thirty_one
gold on my royce, but i’m humble, they tuck (yeah)
don’t see no ceilings, i’m on my way up (yeah)
[verse 2: mavi, ahmir]
built up by god, i took all of my lumps
really, the starving what caused me to stunt
spirits be callin’ i’m hogging a blunt
chill with a glock in the car in the cut
i pushed her off, she pushed all of my b_ttons
she made ’em fall, my wall turn into crumble
i turn to target, guitars on a humble
i keep a guard on my scars, i’m a lover
thinking ’bout all of the stars i done fumbled
thinking ’bout all of the bars i would guzzle
i made a margin, now swallow some tums
made good on the promise for all the trouble
he think he (?), we poppin’ his bubble
when brodie do false so the profits can double
know i lived loss, ‘fore i popped, i was troubled
hit model broads in a car and i duck ’em
the number of dollars might cause you to stutter
i made my mark ‘fore i saw any stubble
walked in the rain, had to hop over puddles
they sold they name, i was stalling and stubborn
all paid, i was out of the stumble
hopped out, broad day, so they saw us and covered
i took the risk, it was all for my brothers
a couple of pieces, we solving the puzzle
pull up the breesh, now the sl_ts want touch it
bad b_tch, good weed, my type function
all of them days from the sun i was running
stay at the moon, on the chase for this money
[chorus: ahmir]
plenty nights i would stare at the moon
all them days i would run from the sun
paper chasin’ to keep me consumed
clear my head, putting fog in my lung
putting checks over parties and fun
they’re respecting the parts that i’m from
’cause i use my head, put my heart on the tuck
plotting their hate, but i’m still showing love

- ahmir704

Random Lyrics

Hot Lyrics