Description
NOT YOUR TWIN. The intro to BLACK SHEEP 5.
Directed by IkeyTv
Colored by Legit Looks.
Produced by Jet Stream Jesus
Lyrics:
Oh God
Sounding the sirens
The shipment is in and we been taking it over
Somalian Pirates
Mask on
Man they shot him up and it’s not for the virus
Can’t see a hater
When the dollar sign the only thing in my iris
Ten days straight in the lab
I’ll sleep when I’m dead
Or somebody calling the feds
The way he stay outta the mix
You’d think that he got a price on his head
Interior almond butter
So how the fuck I’m getting jelly bout bread
My dawg from the island
We locked in like Rastafarian dreads
Now what you said
The Cartier skeleton
Told God if I make it off rap
I’ll get out the streets
And be felony celibate
Still I’m gone fuck up a check
Cuz staying out poverty is delicate
I guess all the guns in the room is sorta the elephant
Aye it’s a jungle where I’m from
New car we scratching off the vin
You ain’t my dawg
And I ain’t no island boy
So don’t ever call me twin
Money covered all the floor
Tattoos cover all the skin
Don’t come round starting nothing with me
Unless that’s where your story end
Shits on the floor
What’s a goal
I done ran through it
Playin with my paper
That’s damn foolish
Get your weight up lil homie
Sam Sulek
Should sign a deal with Nike
Cuz homie I do it
Black sheep I been the truest
The pocket of money the bluest
The fake ones coming in flocks
The real ones come in the fewest
The first time you hop in a lamb truck
You never going back to Buicks
I got the money the power respect
I’m an absolutist
Aye it’s a jungle where I’m from
New car we scratching off the vin
You ain’t my dawg
And I ain’t no island boy
So don’t ever call me twin
Money covered all the floor
Tattoos cover all the skin
Don’t come round starting nothing with me
Unless that’s where your story end
Pussy ass boy
I’m a pit-bull terrier
Put the city on my back
Then put the guns in the carrier
Spilled some Fanta on the seat
Might go swap the interior
If they hate to see you win
That’s how you know they inferior
Used to trap all day then eat at Popeyes
Serving up the xan and pot pies
Keys to a brand new apartment
Me and Ben Frank locked eyes
Hit the road thirty days straight
Split it down with all my top guys
Locked in with the goodfellas
That’s what you call mob ties
Jungle where I’m from
New car we scratching off the vin
You ain’t my dawg
And I ain’t no island boy
So don’t ever call me twin
Money covered all the floor
Tattoos cover all the skin
Don’t come round starting nothing with me
Unless that’s where your story end
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