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Lang Lo - Sixth Sense (feat. Quilly Johnson) Lyrics



Lang Lo - Sixth Sense (feat. Quilly Johnson) Lyrics




Shit'll get REAL scary, REAL quick
Ya'll REAL fake, we Authentic, That's REAL shit, y'all bull shit
This REAL life, no DRose
I might pull up with the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense

But I use my 6th sense
Make dollars make sense
The villains keep that shit a buck, 94 + 6
Gotta grind grind to get the profit, down to the last cents
I'm James Bond wit the PIST-ol, I leave the scene no prints
Golden Eye wit the specs, beat a nigga down if he snitch, yeah
Double XL wit the ISS-uses, don't get big and little bitch, yeah
Make my weed match my money, you run it up, my Niggas sprint
You need that I got con-NEC-tions, nation-wide NO sprint
I'm all about the come up, been
About it, commas, commas, amongst the Fam divide it
Thats plan even if we in 6th place, 6th sense tell me no fakes around us
Hoes in my faces, tell em all hop up out it, my girl a black barbie, no ken
My Niggas swingin for the FEN-ces, you trying to clout up off the pitch

Shit'll get REAL scary, REAL quick
Ya'll REAL fake, we Authentic, That's REAL shit, y'all bull shit
This REAL life, no DRose
I might pull up with the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense

I Do it myself
If I see you ima see you in hell
Wit ya Shawty & her pussy I sell
With my niggas, I saved by the swell
Clocking in, I think it's time that work
Head high but I Came from the dirt
Tunnel vision, I'd done see me the worse
Run the squad like I'm Captain Kirk
(I hope it hurts)
3 eyes open, I 've been chosen
Quill the gawd And I Aint boasting
Why do niggas think they're Larry Hoover
Talking like it but they not the shooter
In my city I'm like Neji Huyga
Had a vision I was in Aruba (wait)
Take a Look at the team, we never fold
When I'm done I be good, it's Back to the future I go
I sense it, I feel it, I know that it's coming fasho
Since I was youngin they said I was just destined to blow (aww)

Shit'll get REAL scary, REAL quick
Ya'll REAL fake, we Authentic, That's REAL shit, y'all bull shit
This REAL life, no DRose
I might pull up with the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
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Shit'll get REAL scary, REAL quick
Ya'll REAL fake, we Authentic, That's REAL shit, y'all bull shit
This REAL life, no DRose
I might pull up with the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense

But I use my 6th sense
Make dollars make sense
The villains keep that shit a buck, 94 + 6
Gotta grind grind to get the profit, down to the last cents
I'm James Bond wit the PIST-ol, I leave the scene no prints
Golden Eye wit the specs, beat a nigga down if he snitch, yeah
Double XL wit the ISS-uses, don't get big and little bitch, yeah
Make my weed match my money, you run it up, my Niggas sprint
You need that I got con-NEC-tions, nation-wide NO sprint
I'm all about the come up, been
About it, commas, commas, amongst the Fam divide it
Thats plan even if we in 6th place, 6th sense tell me no fakes around us
Hoes in my faces, tell em all hop up out it, my girl a black barbie, no ken
My Niggas swingin for the FEN-ces, you trying to clout up off the pitch

Shit'll get REAL scary, REAL quick
Ya'll REAL fake, we Authentic, That's REAL shit, y'all bull shit
This REAL life, no DRose
I might pull up with the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense

I Do it myself
If I see you ima see you in hell
Wit ya Shawty & her pussy I sell
With my niggas, I saved by the swell
Clocking in, I think it's time that work
Head high but I Came from the dirt
Tunnel vision, I'd done see me the worse
Run the squad like I'm Captain Kirk
(I hope it hurts)
3 eyes open, I 've been chosen
Quill the gawd And I Aint boasting
Why do niggas think they're Larry Hoover
Talking like it but they not the shooter
In my city I'm like Neji Huyga
Had a vision I was in Aruba (wait)
Take a Look at the team, we never fold
When I'm done I be good, it's Back to the future I go
I sense it, I feel it, I know that it's coming fasho
Since I was youngin they said I was just destined to blow (aww)

Shit'll get REAL scary, REAL quick
Ya'll REAL fake, we Authentic, That's REAL shit, y'all bull shit
This REAL life, no DRose
I might pull up with the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
Tryna f*ck up my reality, Tryna f*ck up my reality
Tryna f*ck up my reality, but I use my 6th Sense
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Writer: Langston Hughes, LaNyia Johnson
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