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Young Frank - Krush Kronikles Lyrics



Young Frank - Krush Kronikles Lyrics




Uhu, ok

(It's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch
It's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch
It's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch)

When I was 14, I met some dumb motherf*cker named Colin
At first we hated each other, then we were like brothers
But shit changes and people too, and I've learned that all we really have in life is music
Y'know: Friends turn to foes and songs turn to gold
So I hope you grab a joint, a bottle of henny and a bad bitch; Lay back and enjoy the tape, nigga

Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Write them down at night after I roll them in the day
Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Roll them up today, and imma write 'em down tonight
These my: Kush kronikles, my Kush kronikles
This that shit that almost got me kicked out of the house
These my: Kush kronikles, my Kush kronikles
They're the reason grandma wouldn't let me out the house

Okay, I'm okay, consuming that opium
Like, I'm a koala boy I chase the Guala
Allah, allah, allah blessed my way when I went astray
Sending me a taxi when I'm waiting for the bus
Took that f*cking weed and helped my static turn to buzz
Lightyear, I'm moving fast making sure my music lasts
I had up next and these niggas came last
At last, at last, at last, it took a while but now I'm here
I had to live through shitty days, but everything was a AOK
I just took the coldest way, now: my wrist's so f*cking icy I ain't gotta take it out
Colds are common in the winter, y'all keep hating on the winners
Well then, we'll never now
What would be your real opinion, talking 'bout my flow
Niggas talking way too much; acting as if they were us
No, this that LSG shit. No, this that diamond linking
Pu$$y Pop and A.O.K. killed the beat and ran away
Didn't he think he'd changed his ways, didn't think he'd ride the waves
Dog I knocked this shit out in a bling, fist so rocky no Balboa
Smoking weed and sipping gin, and mean whilst I had two bitches grabbing for my dick
Waist so anorexic but you know that they were thick
Well condensed and well deserved, I get that kitty served
And if she suck me good I might eat her for dessert
They know that I'm a don, so they treat me like a Sir

(Woo)

Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Started in the struggle, now we pull up in a Benz
Remember when my moms ain't had the money for the rent
Fortune hit me hard and still it didn't even dent

Stand up when I talk, kneeling down when I say so
I swear to God I be feeling like a
Motherf*cking dentist, when I say so they go ahhh
Open up real wideee, reverse it, drop it low and then that shit rewiiind
I-I-I could never really make my mind up, where should I have busted; on their smile or in their eyes
All these niggas want my ice
I've come to realize, life ain't all that pretty unless your either making music
Spending time with the people that you love, or rolling up another blunt: Another one
I control the force like Obi-Wan, and then I pass it on
When my yiy change, I'm in control like Sean Don, K and Jay
Okay, okay

Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Started in the 7th grade, now I'm pushing grade A
Remember when these niggas didn't think we'd come up next
Now these niggas mad; they see cash money left their gram

Me and my boy rolling loud cross the country, so f*cking hungry you'd say it's the munchies
I got the green, fits looking mean, if I don't pay then I'm taking the lean
On god, I swear I'm so clean, mobbing what I do; yo Mobb been on my head
I prescribe it like a med, homie
I could tell you what you need
I been making money moves, Colin tryna make some too
Popo played him like a fool, mama smacked him like a bitch boy, ain't y'all know know that he a big boy?
I'm much bigger, nigga, I been f*cking up the stage
I made the save cus I balled on the buzzers
Flip the score when I flip the bags, bounce off the board and I get it right back
Run the game like 2K
Run the game like I run back
Why these niggas all Madden, they can't beat me I'm like Snoop
Whoop

These my kush kronikles, hope y'all get high to the tunes
Haha
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Uhu, ok

(It's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch
It's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch
It's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch, it's gang in this bitch)

When I was 14, I met some dumb motherf*cker named Colin
At first we hated each other, then we were like brothers
But shit changes and people too, and I've learned that all we really have in life is music
Y'know: Friends turn to foes and songs turn to gold
So I hope you grab a joint, a bottle of henny and a bad bitch; Lay back and enjoy the tape, nigga

Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Write them down at night after I roll them in the day
Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Roll them up today, and imma write 'em down tonight
These my: Kush kronikles, my Kush kronikles
This that shit that almost got me kicked out of the house
These my: Kush kronikles, my Kush kronikles
They're the reason grandma wouldn't let me out the house

Okay, I'm okay, consuming that opium
Like, I'm a koala boy I chase the Guala
Allah, allah, allah blessed my way when I went astray
Sending me a taxi when I'm waiting for the bus
Took that f*cking weed and helped my static turn to buzz
Lightyear, I'm moving fast making sure my music lasts
I had up next and these niggas came last
At last, at last, at last, it took a while but now I'm here
I had to live through shitty days, but everything was a AOK
I just took the coldest way, now: my wrist's so f*cking icy I ain't gotta take it out
Colds are common in the winter, y'all keep hating on the winners
Well then, we'll never now
What would be your real opinion, talking 'bout my flow
Niggas talking way too much; acting as if they were us
No, this that LSG shit. No, this that diamond linking
Pu$$y Pop and A.O.K. killed the beat and ran away
Didn't he think he'd changed his ways, didn't think he'd ride the waves
Dog I knocked this shit out in a bling, fist so rocky no Balboa
Smoking weed and sipping gin, and mean whilst I had two bitches grabbing for my dick
Waist so anorexic but you know that they were thick
Well condensed and well deserved, I get that kitty served
And if she suck me good I might eat her for dessert
They know that I'm a don, so they treat me like a Sir

(Woo)

Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Started in the struggle, now we pull up in a Benz
Remember when my moms ain't had the money for the rent
Fortune hit me hard and still it didn't even dent

Stand up when I talk, kneeling down when I say so
I swear to God I be feeling like a
Motherf*cking dentist, when I say so they go ahhh
Open up real wideee, reverse it, drop it low and then that shit rewiiind
I-I-I could never really make my mind up, where should I have busted; on their smile or in their eyes
All these niggas want my ice
I've come to realize, life ain't all that pretty unless your either making music
Spending time with the people that you love, or rolling up another blunt: Another one
I control the force like Obi-Wan, and then I pass it on
When my yiy change, I'm in control like Sean Don, K and Jay
Okay, okay

Kush kronikles, these my Kush kronikles
Started in the 7th grade, now I'm pushing grade A
Remember when these niggas didn't think we'd come up next
Now these niggas mad; they see cash money left their gram

Me and my boy rolling loud cross the country, so f*cking hungry you'd say it's the munchies
I got the green, fits looking mean, if I don't pay then I'm taking the lean
On god, I swear I'm so clean, mobbing what I do; yo Mobb been on my head
I prescribe it like a med, homie
I could tell you what you need
I been making money moves, Colin tryna make some too
Popo played him like a fool, mama smacked him like a bitch boy, ain't y'all know know that he a big boy?
I'm much bigger, nigga, I been f*cking up the stage
I made the save cus I balled on the buzzers
Flip the score when I flip the bags, bounce off the board and I get it right back
Run the game like 2K
Run the game like I run back
Why these niggas all Madden, they can't beat me I'm like Snoop
Whoop

These my kush kronikles, hope y'all get high to the tunes
Haha
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Writer: Jairo Duque Baez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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