Name: Pi (feat. Daylyt & Ab-Soul)
Duration: 5 min 54 s
Description: Слушайте песню Pi (feat. Daylyt & Ab-Soul) - J. Cole, Ab-Soul, Daylyt онлайн с альбома Might Delete Later в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:54. Год выхода - 2024

Might Delete Later

Gucci Mane

J. Cole

Ari Lennox

Young Dro

Pricey (feat. Ari Lennox, Young Dro & Gucci Mane)

Crocodile Tearz

Cam’ron

Ready ‘24 (feat. Cam’ron)

Huntin’ Wabbitz

Central Cee

H.Y.B. (feat. Bas & Central Cee)

Fever

Stickz N Stonez

Stealth Mode (feat. Bas)

3001

Trae The Truth in Ibiza

7 Minute Drill

Ab-Soul

Daylyt

Pi (feat. Daylyt & Ab-Soul)

Hip-Hop

Lights off, lights goin', you know what I'm sayin'?

Is it a room full of, full of mirrors or a room full of Motown? I don't know

Shoutout to Zordon, if you know, you know

(She makes the rain fall from my eyes) yo

The criteria for this tier is just a open pride

Pray to the heaven, God, with no disguise

We roll the dice and hope the soul unties

Sensitive Pisces, still thuggin', baby, ain't 'fraid to cry

Skinny, biggy, lens is tinted, ain't got no lazy eye

Heart of gold, almost sold it in Saudi Arabia

Quill told me the clouds ain't real, God gotta paint the sky

So I'm a student of Sophia Stewart, the Matrix ain't a lie

When you wake inside this dream, you a weapon

Real estate of mind, you need equity? Let the beat build

I feel it in my gut, you niggas meek still

Like three wise men pulled up to cherish my birth

They placed me in a manger, wasn't that major at first

But what a mess I'll leave, I'm the savior at work

Got the job of the messiah, Ty and Joe, we block all devils

Sign of danger, oh, we anger from my past, can't get past that

We the last batch and the cause installed, we got Black facts

The homies call me Batman, I'm the African Ben Affleck

Publishin' some other shit, like is something up with ASCAP?

It's training day, don't get your ass capped

Givenchy snapback with the rindstones, you ain't never had that

Was at Saks Fifth with dough, that's a double entendre

Everything I say is dope, is this a microphone or contra?

See what they told Malcolm X to do with his hands?

Picked up shotguns that came in handy, wasn't no plan B

Kid gone, who can fuck with him? Knew them shots would muzzle him

Gilgamesh, who can fuck with him? (Perfect)

Oh, y'all thought we was done wit' em? Huh

Y'all must be stupid, we finna go dumb on 'em

Just keep your ears open like Dumbo and them

Piece of the pie edge, we gon' crumble 'em

Three fourteen on the guy head when we rumble 'em

Hahaha, on second thought, that's enough for them

Uh, prayer hands for the land where they sprayin' pellets

Being and freeing him from this crammed, hellish hole

The weather's cold from jealous souls that fanned fellas

I danced as well as Chris Breezy when the bullets start strayin' careless

I won't let him Swiss cheese me, got plans that I can't fail at

Seen plenty bodies trembling, resembling Cam Reddish

So full of potential, but never given a real chance to develop

My head envelops the pen, these ain't fan letters I craft

Is you a demon or is that demeanor for the 'Gram? Tell us

They plead the fifth, I'm seeing hints of a trans fella

In cancel culture's vicinity, he's no killer, trust me

Beneath his chosen identity, there is still a pussy, period

Blood spillin' monthly, rather weekly as a myriad of bodies drop

Where bricks get karate chopped to maximize the dojo, comprende

I wonder, will my friends make it past the pearly gates, so we could kick it

But based on what their sins say, probably not

You niggas take a lie detect', the polygraph'll probably pop

I keep the shotty cocked in case somebody plot to rob me of this godly spot

Like that nigga off Jumanji, they know how he rock

All these bodies I done caught, I should probably stop

Nah, fuck that, I willingly venture into a den full of lions

On some kill or be sent to a funeral home facility

To test my ability with this thrilling agenda

But it's hard to meet my match when my raps ain't really that tender

Never wallowed in sorrow, the game he dispersed

In these verses, bring a gillie potential, a milli' from pencils

Now please, hold yo' L like you guardin' Philly's young center

It's only one of me, but bet it's like six hers

In my mobile device, you feel the motive in these quotables, right?

Cole is the nicest, but ain't shit about these vocals polite

Focusin' like bifocals while I'm walkin' on tightropes from a height

You folks'll only get this scope from a flight

How many "Verses Of The Year" this year is Cole gonna write? Uh

Слушайте песню Pi (feat. Daylyt & Ab-Soul) - J. Cole, Ab-Soul, Daylyt онлайн с альбома Might Delete Later в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:54. Год выхода - 2024

Pi (feat. Daylyt & Ab-Soul)

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