Ibn Inglor - Lux lyrics

[Verse 1] These n***as talk fashion This lux of a life I be having You n***as couldn't grasp it, you n***as to average You talk that sh**, but couldn't walk it either These n***as know me, for the motherf**ing gold in the teeth But I keep it lowkey In these motherf**ing streets Where these b**hes slow grind for a motherf**ing G Insanity roams in the motherf**ing beat But I'm scrapping through my demons for a motherf**ing beast Locking all the doors till you motherf**ers see That this n***a Inglor is the motherf**ing key God, let me slow down for The Lord If sinning was a fashion, I'd die for a cause Women never ride for the boa but I'm digging through my mind for a blood Through my mind for a blood diamond [Hook] Versace souls, Balenciaga gold Balmain jeans with a watch of a king This lux of a life finna' rob me, dang Finna' rob me dang, n***a Finna' rob me dang, finna' me dang, n***a Yeah n***a, finna' rob me dang [Verse 2] Load it till the motherf**ing click go I'm a motherf**ing schizo Last through the silence, I'll pa** through the violence Of the motherf**ing stragg's and the simp's Ride with the pimps, set aside all the chips Cause money making venue will surprise hella sh** n***as trip hard when the broads let 'em hit Like p**y run everything, nah it ain't sh**, n***a I pa** hella blunts, hit your b**h n***a The mafia runs hella sh**, n***a You probably never hit a lick, but you run with a clique n***a you a simp, n***a Your n***as never load up a clip, let explode on your hip But you 'spose to repent, cause sinning to the Lord is below hella sh** Send 'em to the gawd, so he know that is I, ah [Hook] [Bridge] Load it for us, load it for us Load it for us, tell these b**hes just to hold it for us And they hold the doors cause the king finna' rise on that a** And they hold the doors cause the queen finna' pa** on that a** [Verse 3] Yeah b**hes bow down n***a, n***a Yeah b**hes bow down to the god like I Swords to the core, feel the wrath like ahh Cloth is Simons and the hat is Don n***as know I am what you aren't and more Push me to the stars with the hands of God Switch it to Allah with Akbar, not the Frank the Ocean My car never starts, so this can't be noticed b**hes hold me down to the, nah I said that enough for the night Let me get into what these who*e's on tonight So my n***as pull the card so they sure they gon' ride Let my n***as know if you blow, let my n***as know if you go Let me pull the clothes from these hoes, nah Put it to the nose of these hoes So they spot is filling, and they blow can show [Hook]