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Eternal Khali - Jordan Way Lyrics



Eternal Khali - Jordan Way Lyrics




I gave them classics already, so my catalog appreciated

I gave them classics already, so my catalog appreciated
Turned 23, this ain't Lebron bih it's the Jordan way
I need six rings, it's six different hoes courting me
Her last nigga swear he in the field, he a Cornhusker

I done met God before, I done lost it all
I seen the other side, you won't believe who all I saw
I seen these shorties cracking in the whips and breaking laws
He ain't even 13, and he clutching on a bomb
He ain't even 14, and he ready to risk it all
Them young child soldiers, man, you know this world is flawed

I looked into the eyes of some killers
I look into the eyes of the demons

Them white folks can't scare me, they be Malcolm in the Middle
Good man took some shrooms, now he talkin' into riddles
Bad bitch into fashion, she remind me of Kimora Lee
Reunited in New York, it's not coincidental
I could read the stars, girl, you and me, interstellar
Christopher Nolan, filmmaker, yeah, I shoot it better
You on your way, yeah, I'm on my way too

Let me introduce you to this lifestyle, it's something new
Yeah, I seen your little tiktok, damn, you be good at that
Yeah, I seen you in person in real life I'm tryn rewind, I'm tryn run it back

Trying to run it back
Shit, I can't have fun with that
Uh-uh I'm bringing the beat back, hold up

Talking freaky on the text, she think she enticing me
In person it's a match, get her hot, I'm striking it
This bih my new episode, I got to see her twice a week
Niggas can't trust em, kill they partner, they be Mice of Men
You ain't slide up on my story, why you like it then
And I'm shooting from afar
Like she ain't know that I'm a sniper, man

Quick to switch on these niggas, I got Sleight of Hand
I got tired of my ex bitch and her entitlement
Working straight late nights, I ain't tired yet
Look me in my eyes, nigga, you don't see no eye bags
Look me in my eyes, baby, I'm on vyvanse
I got 85 on the line, like a tight end
I've been drinking fine wine, it's imported
And I'm reppin MoCo, like I'm Cordae

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um
Quit playin wit me, playin with me
Quit playin with me
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English

I gave them classics already, so my catalog appreciated

I gave them classics already, so my catalog appreciated
Turned 23, this ain't Lebron bih it's the Jordan way
I need six rings, it's six different hoes courting me
Her last nigga swear he in the field, he a Cornhusker

I done met God before, I done lost it all
I seen the other side, you won't believe who all I saw
I seen these shorties cracking in the whips and breaking laws
He ain't even 13, and he clutching on a bomb
He ain't even 14, and he ready to risk it all
Them young child soldiers, man, you know this world is flawed

I looked into the eyes of some killers
I look into the eyes of the demons

Them white folks can't scare me, they be Malcolm in the Middle
Good man took some shrooms, now he talkin' into riddles
Bad bitch into fashion, she remind me of Kimora Lee
Reunited in New York, it's not coincidental
I could read the stars, girl, you and me, interstellar
Christopher Nolan, filmmaker, yeah, I shoot it better
You on your way, yeah, I'm on my way too

Let me introduce you to this lifestyle, it's something new
Yeah, I seen your little tiktok, damn, you be good at that
Yeah, I seen you in person in real life I'm tryn rewind, I'm tryn run it back

Trying to run it back
Shit, I can't have fun with that
Uh-uh I'm bringing the beat back, hold up

Talking freaky on the text, she think she enticing me
In person it's a match, get her hot, I'm striking it
This bih my new episode, I got to see her twice a week
Niggas can't trust em, kill they partner, they be Mice of Men
You ain't slide up on my story, why you like it then
And I'm shooting from afar
Like she ain't know that I'm a sniper, man

Quick to switch on these niggas, I got Sleight of Hand
I got tired of my ex bitch and her entitlement
Working straight late nights, I ain't tired yet
Look me in my eyes, nigga, you don't see no eye bags
Look me in my eyes, baby, I'm on vyvanse
I got 85 on the line, like a tight end
I've been drinking fine wine, it's imported
And I'm reppin MoCo, like I'm Cordae

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um
Quit playin wit me, playin with me
Quit playin with me
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Writer: K. Williams
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Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: K. Williams
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