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Nenjah Nycist - Falcon Doors Lyrics



Nenjah Nycist - Falcon Doors Lyrics
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Bad joint with the fat joint
Hair in two braids
A smooth fade, Cubans and D'usse
You made oxtail, aesthetic Kool Aid
Diabetic rhetoric sweet talks
I'm loving you, unedited
Energetic about yo bread it's
Compassion, see that's yo passion
Fresh out the pageant
I'm blasting first chance I get
Shooting the club the f*ck up
Even the DJ getting clipped
Shit, that pamphlet hit
I'm buying what you selling
A little overzealous like what do I tell the fellas?
F*ck it, toast to the condos in the sky
If you roll, I'll light
As the passerbys turn to smoke
I clip the stogie, sit upon me
You stuffed a note inside my jacket lining
"I love Tesla's" it read
"but how do you really drive one?"
I let it drive us instead we could discuss this bread
And how we don't trust the feds
And the docs and they meds
Commendable liars we will acquire
Everybody politician
Little fact and mostly fiction
Where the love is truly missing
Facial recognition, smile
Google always listening, wow
Better cameras, better filters
Still lacking vision how?
Drowning out
White supremacy with Hennessey
Energy so raw man
My inner me, my enemy no more
I keep my profile low
Bet like 2k on 2k got money to blow
Pulling up to the show
Smoking sour and dro
In the Teslo.fi
We getting so high
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Bad joint with the fat joint
Hair in two braids
A smooth fade, Cubans and D'usse
You made oxtail, aesthetic Kool Aid
Diabetic rhetoric sweet talks
I'm loving you, unedited
Energetic about yo bread it's
Compassion, see that's yo passion
Fresh out the pageant
I'm blasting first chance I get
Shooting the club the f*ck up
Even the DJ getting clipped
Shit, that pamphlet hit
I'm buying what you selling
A little overzealous like what do I tell the fellas?
F*ck it, toast to the condos in the sky
If you roll, I'll light
As the passerbys turn to smoke
I clip the stogie, sit upon me
You stuffed a note inside my jacket lining
"I love Tesla's" it read
"but how do you really drive one?"
I let it drive us instead we could discuss this bread
And how we don't trust the feds
And the docs and they meds
Commendable liars we will acquire
Everybody politician
Little fact and mostly fiction
Where the love is truly missing
Facial recognition, smile
Google always listening, wow
Better cameras, better filters
Still lacking vision how?
Drowning out
White supremacy with Hennessey
Energy so raw man
My inner me, my enemy no more
I keep my profile low
Bet like 2k on 2k got money to blow
Pulling up to the show
Smoking sour and dro
In the Teslo.fi
We getting so high
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Writer: Zuri Dowridge
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Performed By: Nenjah Nycist
Length: 1:58
Written by: Zuri Dowridge

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