Wally Left - N$GT$ lyrics

[Verse 1: Deon] Pharaoh headed barrel like a violent wesson Grip a triton bring the tide in like poseidons blessing Lightning rods strike you, smite ya clique n light the reverends Rarer than a kiss from heaven yet you fight the essence Left em in a pit of discretion Scribble this sinning emit the (infinence?) n i'm left with I'm infinite as Eminem in '96 lined with the riddles and line spit Yeah after I climb then my mind click Now i spit til ya f**in versaci design rip No vuitton or armani designers so fine stitch Diamond suppliers high as you get, f** dishonoring sh** The soul provider lift my eyes up to zion and lift Now i'm fly as ever in my ibis feathers With my cleopatra tatted eyes idol perfection Suit yourself, like david & bridal professions But don't come cryin' when we fly up to zion you getting left... b**h *listen closely* LEFT COAST ni**a! Chorus [Wally]: God granted us halos Gold links for the hate Left coastin with no state angels hailin from LA Lost Angeles got damnit its heavenly Rain blessings straight from the bezel now breathe We got them j**els with us And we got n***a's boos with us Ghost ride the bandwagons come n cruise with us No State Lost Angels, in the cool we trust [Verse 2: Boycott] Shooting for the j**elry like resivour dogs I got my halo and devil horns on, that's not a metaphor naw Head to war when my heavenly weaponry draws Lost angels we'll forever be destined to fall Feels like I'm floating through clouds, dodging the sun rays And those lost due to gunplay, I'm right next to you Please put your hands together just like it was Sunday You taking off on the run and we taking off on the run way You see the difference between us Imma nit witted genius and sick with it Even though Imma ghetto n***a out here grippin his penis Through his jeans swoopin through ya scene like he the coolest thing Start the sequence as my heart is beating I'm not the biggest god believer, lets just carpe diem Giving wanna be mc's the bg's Its nsbg since the b.c.'s n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Wally Left] Gotta keep the tags on ya halo Got mines in '95 forgot to check it at the gate Left the wings for the next fool, but re-upped with red bull I lay low skinny n***a im lanky but im laced layin pennies Pitchin' two for you, when coast came thru? Ya chickens flew the coupe. Down south. They knew the routes Birds. n***as in the burbs tryna glisten off the beatin in ya speakers Ya can tell my walk is kinda off from the creases in my sneakers Pedal like the black mags My platoon out for doubloons flyin the black flag I'm deep as davey jones bolster the weight of the globe o by o Shakin' the po's like Lupin It's cool long as you cruise with the right maneuverin' I knew that I was fooling for Trying to find a angel when we all had to fall like lucifer Came down from the clouds like gabriel, laid my name down It's left so the presence is felt [Hook]