Movie Knights - Nines

All these flavours, I turn the block into LA

When it’s time to ride out, there ain’t no hoppin' out like Trey, uh

Went from goin' halves on a D to flippin' keys

From a City of God’s, I come like Lil' Zé

I was bullying the block like I’m Deebo

They’re wifing bitches like Ginger from Casino

My plug’s got a private jet when I order snow

So I ain’t lyin' when I say I know George from Blow

So tell me, how can I quit the game?

Feel like Frank Lucas when his first shipment came

This week’s the BRIT awards but I really can’t go

Cah me and Bunz is like Chris and Marlo

Cop my mum a house now I’m out of the game

And the garden got a little summerhouse, like Dushane

Used to treat my home like a chemist

Sleepin' with 'caine like Jada Pinkett in don’t be a menace, uh

I come like Nino if he didn’t snitch

It’s fucked up what Rico did to Mitch (Fucked up)

I was the man when I was seventeen

I feel like Pablo out in Medellin

I’m in and out the country all the time

But I still run the hood like Bumpy Johnson in his prime, uh

And even when I quit the game, I’m still a shotter like Mad Max, Biggs and Wayne

They threw me in jail just for shottin' weed

Still had the wing shook like Chopper Read

My nigga Midgy’s never been to prison

I’m like Lucky Luciano, I’m the head of the commission, uh

I really sell packs, fuck this rap shit

Get your diamonds snatched like Brad Pitt

Me and Wacky fly around the world just to shop

So like that nigga Capone, I third world cop

I’m New Jersey, drivin' a car chase

Man will let off more shots than the last scene in Scarface

Opps talkin' tough but I’m the nigga that they avoid

I ain’t tryna do life like old Ray and Claude

I got yay, weed, anything that they need

Fam, I’m in too deep, I come like J. Reid

We hit a move, now the hood’s jealous

But Nina got a cut like Paulie in Goodfellas

Coulda lost hope, all this fucked up shit I seen

But there’s light at the end of the tunnel like Wakeema

Guess I’m like Franklin over that stove top

Really bought ice creams for my whole block

So holler if you need that straight drop

One ate the block like beans and state prop'

The whole world’s gone crazy, I can’t live here

Probably move back to Africa like Sensei

Picture me in the Benz

Feel like Vito when he went back to Sicily for revenge

I don’t like the San Andreas map, I turn your whole block purple

And I’ll rob your crop like me and Koonz in crop circle

It’s Nines