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Nines

My Turn

 

My Turn

(album: Crop Circle 3 - 2023)


Zeno Records
Hahaha
Karlos got that juice

I'm in that new plate, this ain't a old Porsche
Ex drug dealer, now I spend my days on the golf course
The feds hope I breach when I come off license
I'm on a table with the traffickers on ocean B
Ca-can't raise my new whip, you ain't catching me
Or the stones in my watch [?] in a factory
They still wearing forty-one mills
I-I was twenty-one, I brought everyone grills
Gr-grinding overseas, you can catch me on a Zoom
I can trap from space if there was reception on the moon, huh
Last nigh—, last night we had a great time
These niggas could never fuck my chick, 'cause she ain't mine
If I get nicked, I ain't getting no bail
I-I got old as the first time I met was in jail, uh
I tur-tur—, I turned eighteen like the strip's mine
I ain't hanging in the sky when I bill zipline

It's Nines
Don't be mad, now it's my turn (My turn)
Every dog has their day, now it's my turn (Now it's my turn)
I studied all the greats, now it's my turn (Now it's my turn)
If you follow in my footsteps you might learn

The industry's flooded with actors like I'm up in the BAFTAs
Niggas hustling backwards
They ain't plugs, they adapters (They adapters)
In-in, in the churches I'm the bad pope
I had bricks and white birds, they weren't Dove soap (No)
Where I'm fro—, where I'm from niggas kill for clout
Stil—, still can't believe that I made it out (Made it out)
Now, bitch, I'm a star
Used to roll with a pour up a stove
Man were whipping a car (Whipping a car)
My nigga got the old Xbox in—, in his cell
By the time he's home I could grow dreadlocks, uh
Niggas bro—, niggas broke my heart, I never trust again
Robbed all the plugs, wonder why no one fucks with them
I-I, I don't need to spray clips, I make hits
One phone call, you disappear, like the Matrix, uh
A nina was—, a nina was my first toy
Got—, got a bitch in every city, like Nurse Joy

It's Nines
Don't be mad, now it's my turn (My turn)
Every dog has their day, now it's my turn (My turn)
I studied all the greats, now it's my turn (My turn)
If you follow in my footsteps you might learn (Might learn)

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