Bruce Wayne (Radio Edit) ft. Ken Folks Lyrics

The stars shine when the sun go down

We all tired when the fun run out

It's all fun till the guns come out

N***** true colors gone come out

Real n***** real emotional

You lil niggas get emotional

Wait till we get a hold of you

Boy get ahold yo emotions look

I worked too f****** hard for this

And you too f****** smart for this

Or you lil n***** dumb or what

Free money who gone run it up

900 then double up

Run it up never run from nothing

Mario level up, what

Young n**** getting to a bag

I got my foot on the gas

I got my foot on they neck

I got a b**** and she get to the bag

A pair together we match

Window shopping want tint on the jag

Matte black on black back to back

I got it a twin on they a**

Master Wayne the city is mine

I'm living divine, my n***** sublime

Either destiny or nick of time

Keep it business yours and mine

No game like the dope game

Slow fame like no fame

Blue hundreds like the Blue Flame

Bruce Wayne

Black on black Batman

See through a n**** cat scan

Walter White the meth man

We in the lab

Fast money don't last

Fast money don't crash

AMG with the tint on they a**

White girl with a big ole a**

Jesus in all gold, no shade I throw 4's

You n***** know how the story goes

You n***** know how this suppose to go

No game like a new game

Street fame ain't a good thing

Run the city young Bruce Wayne

Gang!