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Jay-Z

Moonlight

 

Moonlight

(album: 4:44 - 2017)


Yeah, got a little cold
So bear with me
Yeah, yeah

We stuck in "La La Land"
Even when we win, we gon' lose
We got the same fucking flows
I don't know who is who
We got the same fucking watch
She don't got time to choose
We stuck in "La La Land"
We got the same fucking moves

Y'all fuck the same fucking chicks
I'm in the skirt with ya—yeah, right
I'm in the skirt with ya—cool story
I'm on the j—'nough of this!

Look, I know killers, you no killer, huh?
Bathing Ape maybe not a gorilla, huh?
Glorified seat filler, huh?
Stop walking around like y'all made Thriller, huh?
Fake Dracos all in the videos
We show 'em, we shoot 'em in my city though
I don't post no threats on the Internet
I just pose a threat, blame Lenny S for that
I don't be on the 'Gram going ham
Giving information to the pork, that's all "Spam"

Please don't talk about guns that you ain't never gon' use
Y'all always tell on y'all self, I'm just so fucking confused

Y'all stuck in "La La Land"
Even when we win, we gon' lose
We got the same fucking flows
I don't know who is who
We got the same fucking watch
She don't got time to choose
We stuck in "La La Land"
We got the same fucking moves

Y'all niggas still signing deals? Still?
After all they done stole, for real?
After what they done to our Lauryn Hill?
And y'all niggas is 'posed to be trill?
That's real talk when you behind on your taxes
And you pawned all your chains
And they run off with your masters
And took it to Beverly Hills while we in Calabasas
And my head is scratching 'cause that shit is backwards
That shit ain't right, Lucian is cool
But Lucian don't write, Doug ain't this tight
So fuck what we selling, fuck is we making?
'Cause their grass is greener 'cause they're always raking in mo'

Na-na-na-na
Nah, nah

done

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