Moon & Stars

[Verse 1: Raz Fresco] Ayo spiral be the movement of the spirits Pyronetic spittin special edition kicks illin in the village With Dynasty Visions, Dreams of major league pitching Me and Bishop sufferin from ill young nigga syndrome Killin shit and we co-defendants Sittin back chilling rooms be marijuana scented Egyptian gold my nigga got Cleopatra women When you start the race, I be at the finish line illin Who am I? Mr. Never Money Over My Niggas Gluteus grippin She got nubian beginnings She truthfully gifted, I caress her that's player pimpin Ima fucking villain so fuck the system fuck if they feel this Raptors Jacket Cash in the Denim Time is money and I got mad money invested In this rap shit, dwarf a giant when I rap shit So much beyond the surface if you can pass this [Hook: Raz Fresco] Everything written in the Moon and the stars And everything under the Sun has been done But this shit right here? There'll never be another I said this shit right here? There'll never be another [Verse 2: Bishop Nehru] A nigga tryna get it a scene that ain't hard to find I'm hoping that lines or dimes will leave me the lines of dimes Whether bitches or riches, I'm tryna avoid the stitches Wanna be taking pictures with fans saying my rhymes vicious My mind gifted, lines wicked try and switch this Nigga up in the rough, and disrupting the sudden force of corrupt niggas must Think they getting something from me Since I got to the money Even Elders been acting funny And honeys no longer dummies Remember when I was bummy, no clothes With more foes coming by the boatload A chokehold, is what I got the game in You straining, I'm entertaining Fans killing all the remaining Patience, impatiently, wait and see I murder rappers and on a daily basis we Breaking weed, baking these tracks your ass lack You wanna react, cut the slack and bring it back It's a wrap [Hook]