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Silicone Video (MV)




Performed By: Konvo
Length: 4:32
Written by: Antonio Powell




Konvo - Silicone Lyrics




This for all my haters and my demons (Unh)
I don't f*ck with silicone
My whole circle all natural nigga We don't f*ck with silicone

Keep it a benny I ride for the homies
Man of faith my bible say i gotta die for the homies
No time for speaking,
I introduce niggas to God, but you touch me my brothers might arrange the meetings
Lord 'forgive'em how much love I gotta give'em fore the pain rupture
I even let my haters eat last supper
Eye to eye I see yo niggas got the cobra face
I ain't got no fake peers, never learned to harbor snakes
Fam said dismiss the hisses that's how we gon we win
Act up he might get certified and let the Draco Slytherin
Got niggas reconsidering they position in the game
When it's pivotal they pivoting (Unh) that coiled circle never change

No time for fake niggas
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played
Homie I'm the coach

No time for fake niggas (Fake nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas (F*ck nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played
Homie I'm the coach

When you refer to me it's ya highness
And I don't call my queens bitch I call them lioness
If she the finest with soul alignment
I'll put a ring on it rose gold nigga
All diamonds like I mined it
That's how royalty addressed
Got me feeling blessed
Honor in my blood in my genes That's how loyalty gets dressed
You say someone touch ya homie then he gettin killed
If the system touch ya homie then he stay in jail
Everybody hard till it come to bail, nail in the coffin
NyQuil not on option, QB keep it we ain't sneaking
We gon make it stick
Guns are loaded they may kill you for
Fighting on your knees that means they might Kapernick
They sleeping on it... keep pushing us we be at yo door mat
Fully strapped, what it do
Guns down ain't no cure for these hands
Catch the fade like the flu
This hate contagious anger made us
Time to pay in full

No time for fake (Fake nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas (F*ck nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played
Homie I'm the coach

Play me nigga never, ever ever ever ever ever, ever
I might take L today but you be loser forever
For ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
Talking bout these things you never lived
You a fraud, acting out all you do is follow script
You is not who you pretend to be
I don't need no frenemies
You not a friend to me
You leeches might just be the end of me
Why you lying bout ya life like that
Sit back like you really go through strife like that
Like you moving bricks pushing weight
You not new jack catch a blade, catch a fade
Get Wesley sniped like that
What you tryna prove by lying on ya tracks
You ain't f*ck that bitch
You ain't flip that pack
License plate, you ain't put metal to his back just to build ya stacks
You don't trap you just trapped 'Cuz the real you untapped

No time for fake niggas (Fake niggas)
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas (F*ck nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played

Aspit so many bars in my verses feel like I'm on death row

Y'all niggas hype off sellin weed that's not level I'm on...
Sell that gas to chop the grass you niggas is mowin lawns
Chore money Ima king you lil niggas is pawns... no in a conqueror black napoleon

You try to dip ya jaw get chipped like some queso

Bridge the gap like some braces

Hold up... homie hold my drink
I told you I live this, I spit the type of heat that make satan ask God for forgiveness
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This for all my haters and my demons (Unh)
I don't f*ck with silicone
My whole circle all natural nigga We don't f*ck with silicone

Keep it a benny I ride for the homies
Man of faith my bible say i gotta die for the homies
No time for speaking,
I introduce niggas to God, but you touch me my brothers might arrange the meetings
Lord 'forgive'em how much love I gotta give'em fore the pain rupture
I even let my haters eat last supper
Eye to eye I see yo niggas got the cobra face
I ain't got no fake peers, never learned to harbor snakes
Fam said dismiss the hisses that's how we gon we win
Act up he might get certified and let the Draco Slytherin
Got niggas reconsidering they position in the game
When it's pivotal they pivoting (Unh) that coiled circle never change

No time for fake niggas
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played
Homie I'm the coach

No time for fake niggas (Fake nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas (F*ck nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played
Homie I'm the coach

When you refer to me it's ya highness
And I don't call my queens bitch I call them lioness
If she the finest with soul alignment
I'll put a ring on it rose gold nigga
All diamonds like I mined it
That's how royalty addressed
Got me feeling blessed
Honor in my blood in my genes That's how loyalty gets dressed
You say someone touch ya homie then he gettin killed
If the system touch ya homie then he stay in jail
Everybody hard till it come to bail, nail in the coffin
NyQuil not on option, QB keep it we ain't sneaking
We gon make it stick
Guns are loaded they may kill you for
Fighting on your knees that means they might Kapernick
They sleeping on it... keep pushing us we be at yo door mat
Fully strapped, what it do
Guns down ain't no cure for these hands
Catch the fade like the flu
This hate contagious anger made us
Time to pay in full

No time for fake (Fake nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas (F*ck nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played
Homie I'm the coach

Play me nigga never, ever ever ever ever ever, ever
I might take L today but you be loser forever
For ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
Talking bout these things you never lived
You a fraud, acting out all you do is follow script
You is not who you pretend to be
I don't need no frenemies
You not a friend to me
You leeches might just be the end of me
Why you lying bout ya life like that
Sit back like you really go through strife like that
Like you moving bricks pushing weight
You not new jack catch a blade, catch a fade
Get Wesley sniped like that
What you tryna prove by lying on ya tracks
You ain't f*ck that bitch
You ain't flip that pack
License plate, you ain't put metal to his back just to build ya stacks
You don't trap you just trapped 'Cuz the real you untapped

No time for fake niggas (Fake niggas)
Or the fake hoes
You can try lying on my name lying to my face
But the truth get exposed
No time for fake niggas (F*ck nigga)
Or the fake hoes
You can try running game but I can't be played

Aspit so many bars in my verses feel like I'm on death row

Y'all niggas hype off sellin weed that's not level I'm on...
Sell that gas to chop the grass you niggas is mowin lawns
Chore money Ima king you lil niggas is pawns... no in a conqueror black napoleon

You try to dip ya jaw get chipped like some queso

Bridge the gap like some braces

Hold up... homie hold my drink
I told you I live this, I spit the type of heat that make satan ask God for forgiveness
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Writer: Antonio Powell
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