Kirklandd - J*F*K (prod. Ron Gilmore) lyrics

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Kirklandd - J*F*K (prod. Ron Gilmore) lyrics

[Intro] I just touched down in JFK And now I better make a play... [Verse One] Alight the mic right it's the realest in the room Stressin' in the womb but I'm fearless in the tomb My heart is in the tune, a first time donor Sleep on the kid, this ain't a first time coma, owner Of all the inventions you never thought a Reinvent the wheel, now we're spinning for the longer Twist the key and peel and we're grinning in the wonder Bars are never watered down, sipping on it stronger, no longer a goner who be finding doubt in the truth Forever young, as I'm sipping from the fountain of youth Poof, I make a run for freedom and dash Fly to the most high think I'll meet him at last [Hook] Now I touched down in JFK Free from all false prophets and renegades, I used to Ask questions and fire last Am I somebody, answer what aliyaah ask In the rapture we had to, form wonderful bars In the black of the night, become one with the stars Caught the red eye high, and we missed the fear Belvedere saw it crystal clear [Verse Two] My grip tight, I'm struggling to hold the reigns Can't grow to change, all I know are growing pains Remote the pain I activate it when I need it Wish I could cop a sierra diamond but never bleed it I can't concede it, I'm flying for mars But a hundred gold roleys couldn't cover the scars Toking pipes as I'm walking on my own two Had the black and white, yeah my homie used to own two, the yin and the yang Blow at night imma sin with a bang Keep a chair free for me imma sit with a king and hail Your money train a surely derail I'm just waiting on the moment when my glory prevail I used to have good means, achieving hood dreams The kid merely questioned the legend of robbin hood's schemes Now we born to give it back Only wanted to soar, we're never given that, but [Hoook] …now I touched down in JFK Free from all false prophets and renegades, I used to Ask questions and fire last Am I somebody, answer what aliyaah ask In the rapture we had to, form wonderful bars In the black of the night, become one with the stars Caught the red eye high, and we missed the fear Belvedere saw it crystal clear