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  1. THAT’S ILL

From the recording First Supper

Produced by Devon DESON Anderson, recorded, mixed, and engineered by Nicole White

Lyrics

I make it look easy
But trust me, it's not easy

It's just a true crook
Know how to move around in theory
Where the skyline is pretty
And the detail is gritty
I could make it anywhere
Cause done made it in the city
Winning by my own standers
Came up with gun handlers
Kool J in the game move with the times
Invest in scammers but
That's a small percentage
Of my movement
I done came a long way
Since a drug dealing truant
Now I'm a businessman suited
Making mills
I'm a shoe in
Cause I study the game
Since Ice Cube left Ruthless

The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let them smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment
That's Real

The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let them smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment

Numbers I want are very ambitious
I got no time to split
You here when I get back
I got four, I'll give you two minutes
All day I'm bout business
No time for gimmicks
Live by the gun; never die by one
I'm Mca in menace to society
Keep the strap
Ain't no trying me
They'll shall not kill
But it's kill or be killed in these streets
If someone gone need forgiven
I rather it be me
I defend me
So, I don't have no nightmares
When I sleep
I say more by saying nothing
Homeboy
You see it
Slow bop heavy grind
Better believe it

The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let them smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment
That's Real

The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let them smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment

My hustle
Next Level
With enough whip
To drive out the ghetto
My best days are in front of me
Foot on the pedal
I'm prepared for the days
My ancestor's curse
When you born at the bottom
Death comes for you first
In this sleepless city
I'm my own keeper
I got schooled early
Now I'm better than the teacher
Not understanding your surrounding
You get killed like that
That's why them amateurs
So easily convert into rats
See why I say three deep
Never run with a pack
It be me, my strap
And my other strap
Nobody love me like I love me
Hell, with all that
Nobody love me like I love me
Hell, with all that clack

The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let em smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment
That's real

The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let them smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment
That's real

I make it look easy
But trust me it's not easy
I make it look easy
But trust me it's not easy
I make it look easy
But trust me it's not easy

Yo, the nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let em smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment
That's real

The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let them smell fear
That's ill

Loyalty is first
Then you gain respect
And with that power
You build empowerment

That's real
That's ill
That's real
That's ill
That's real