The Old Guard Is Dead

Стража, стража крепко Спит (Cтража крепко спит) Подползайте Тише, подползайте Князь, князь, вставай Караван свой защищай Ayy, check, check, shut up Check, uh, what up? Ayy, check, Goyard Aim for the moon, huh, rose From the gallows, huh Aim for the moon, huh, rose from the—, uh, ayy I just bet a hunnid on 'self Feelin' like Bean in '04 with no help (No help) Scream for me, Lordy, I fell Deep in the riches of Splendor, I nailed, huh Hands to the timbre and paled Lived through the soot And the cinder as well, huh I knew the path But I tore it asunder and captured the thunder as well Thirty days, thirty nights I would lay dormant, ma, look I done captured a storm, uh Warnin' me all 'bout the Threats of allure, now fast Forward, my threads is Dior, uh I take a hit, then I passed her The torch (I need) I need a—, pfft, pfft, ah She need a—, pfft, pfft Ah (We need a—) We need a flood, pfft, ayy Devil do deeds in the streets of the East Cops flyin' out Tryna learn how to fleece Brought to the block With a grit in the teeth Lookin' for dudes gettin' Money like me Track the Trackhawks and the New SRT's Street clothes be ready to Cop on the weed Third party niggas throw Shots at the team What's a false flag when I lost me a G? Souls of the roots steady lost in the sea Them the type niggas you Bout to go meet Gaze of the meek exhausin' me Piece even at the peace offerings She don't want a piece She want all of me Told her that she gotta Take a loss for me Bae, it's been real But you know the drill The lights get way Too bright for me Go 'head, go 'head Go 'head, go 'head (Yeah) Tryna hit Houston and Find me a Whitney She tryna go Hollywood Wanna be Brittany If it ain't a dollar I don't see the vision My niggas push up and Then drop them a fifty Dodgin' my text when I drop in your city Colludin' with niggas That's tryin' to get me I brought 'em to water They just couldn't get it I done became everything That you didn't I done became, look I done became everything That you didn't I done be—, pfft, shit Yeah, Goyard, uh, look Tryna hit Houston and Find me a Whitney She tryna go Hollywood, wanna be Brittany If it ain't a dollar I don't see the vision My niggas push up and then Drop them a fifty Dodgin' my text when I drop in your city Colludin' with niggas That's tryin' to get me I brought 'em to water They just couldn't get it I done became everything That you didn't