Top Songs By Khalil Nasim
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Khalil Nasim
Rap
.zone
Rap
ANU
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Khalil Nasim
Songwriter:in
Ashley Reed
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Zayveon
Produzent:in
Eric Von
Ingenieur:in
Dillon Coomer
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah
Yo
Throw my **** a hun, he only asked me for a ten ball
I invest in my ****, expect you to do better, hate to tell you you did wrong
Shit on my chest been making a mess, I'm blessed but still gotta heal dawg
I complied with spirits that guided me here, but fear the ending is near
All **** got a lil' chip on they shoulder
Weight of the world much more than a boulder
Hold a ****, I'm close to my goals
They sold they soul like nobody knows
April October I'm rocking these shows
Eckhart Tolle, I'm healing with flows
My baby she told me I'm killing these hoes
Breaking her back, not literally though
I'm a big **** but my swag is intact
Attract women with the shit that you lack
Pack bowls with the tree that's a fact
Asshole but I'm really a stack
Smack those then it's back to the rap
Pack bowls with the tree when I lack a bluntville for the green
It's a wrap
TDA like PDA, way I'm getting busy on the center stage
Getting paid, it's a given, I'm feeling
Lemonade how I made in a minute
Super saiyan but they hate me like Krillin
Catching fades have you catching a killing
Fast lane, gotta make **** feel it
Cash game, shit it made me a villain
I'm gone
Never been shy to perform
Give me some time and I'm on
My eyes on the throne
Y'all **** try to get on and spend all your time on your charm
I'm minding my form
I spit a rhyme and I'm gone
Y'all can't design how I've grown
The shine that I've shown
You say you sliding on zone
But spend all your time in your home
I'm setting the tone
Birds of a similar feather can't weather the skies that I've flown
You won't be here long
Surely you find it a luxury to study the lines that I've drawn
Or typed on a phone
Y'all **** hyping up trash
That shit nah I can't condone
Yo type get annoying
**** be glazing the most
You **** I be avoiding
I'm looking for options
Really not here for the talking 'less it's bout guap or the city
Let's get this shit popping
You **** better keep caution
You don't want no problems with me
I'm just being honest
Yo squad ain't shit to acknowledge
Y'all just a shitstain on history
Yall can't do shit wit me
I can't give more than one fuck
I ain't a fan of polygamy
No yall can't sit wit me
**** might make me get fidgety
Tryna be cordial is sickening
I bring 'em misery
We up that shit, ain't no mystery
Shout out the real ones that's listening
Shout out Khalil
Y'all **** get zero sympathy
Not even one lil' bit from me
Make sure you mention me
Case this the last time you hear from me
Realest one born in this century, zone
I'm feeling myself
I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself
I'm making these moves
Hit MJ cross, I'm squeaking my shoes
Upgraded myself
Promoted to the dean list of singing school, I guess
I was born with these goated gifts
Yes I'm blessed with all that
Guess what I can make you spit back
All my words gon' hit yo soul and make you cool with A-Rat
Make you say ANU a chill girl
She make you want the whole world
Taught me a different perspective on how to be that girl
Don't let nobody make me feel less about my ambition
Listen to my heart and peep out for my intuition
And now I'm snapping shit, popping shit, I ain't stopping shit
I made myself a queen
I know my voice can make a scene
Know what I mean
Written by: Ashley Reed, Khalil Nasim