CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Halo13
Woah!
Me and Lord D’Andre at the round table
Y’all know how the f*** we coming (Rockstar!)
Lotto Savage (oh lord)
Heaven’s Darkest Angel
I put food on the table
Breaking bread with my neighbors
Cause they know that I’m their savior
Ain’t no money conversation you can
Save that s*** for later
I been praying for a juug
God told me to be patient
Running laps around these peons tryna’ dodge the hate
I know we gone eat so let’s just say our grace
Rockstar living, this s*** so amazing
This ain’t Call of Duty, Savage ain’t gone play no games with you
Slang’ that stick like a guitar, no I ain’t playing with ‘em
Load up, Slide down the opp’s block, yeah we gone spray them n****s
He say he want smoke, he get the vapor
Just f***ed another n**** b****, I’m having paper
We don’t stop at red lights, give him the whole clip
Couple shots out that AR will make his soul flip
Money talk, we at the round table
This ain’t Black Ops, but that Glock give him a halo
Me and Lord D’Andre at the round table
Y’all know how the f*** we coming (Rockstar!)
Lotto Savage (oh lord)
Heaven’s Darkest Angel
I put food on the table
Breaking bread with my neighbors
Cause they know that I’m their savior
Ain’t no money conversation you can
Save that s*** for later
I been praying for a juug
God told me to be patient
Running laps around these peons tryna’ dodge the hate
I know we gone eat so let’s just say our grace
Rockstar living, this s*** so amazing
This ain’t Call of Duty, Savage ain’t gone play no games with you
Slang’ that stick like a guitar, no I ain’t playing with ‘em
Load up, Slide down the opp’s block, yeah we gone spray them n****s
He say he want smoke, he get the vapor
Just f***ed another n**** b****, I’m having paper
We don’t stop at red lights, give him the whole clip
Couple shots out that AR will make his soul flip
Money talk, we at the round table
This ain’t Black Ops, but that Glock give him a halo
