Luchini

[Intro] Oh man,oh boy! 1990+ [Hook] Luchini coming from the sky You can't quit, boy We pop the corps in a [?] Boy, boy, boy ,go [Verse 1] I'm wanted for spitting but it ain't about me Now it's all about the presentation and the timing Low quality, media, video And in a main presence,mainstream [?] Welcome to the rap game,now you're on the radio DJ spinning the record,you hate it though DJ spinning your record,but they wouldn't recognize it Had a month ago ,just started praying a day ago Niggas ain't addicted but I feel like they're trying to block me Stop me from getting to the go Try to stop me from reaching to the go Me and my Dali girl,we'when it's cold She leaves on her way but she's sitting on her toes Caught on the camp floor Caught on the dance floor You can't sleep with it until [?] Father like grando, I feel like shit You should fly the bando A lot of niggas say They started it real low [?] up town, showing my city real low Fucking my apartment, that's my fan, wow We're putting the problem From the hand to the bran,though And I'm the motherfucking leader If you swallow them fucking haters I will drip your fucking leaders I ain't fucking with you But you ain't fucking with me either Both niggas are rappers You are some kind of motherfucking divas Getting on my security I still got on my features Still shining, still walking with that walk And I ain't even got a date yet Couple of niggas might have passed me But they didn't say anything And that's a promise motherfucking nigga Ima make it right [Hook]