KOTA the Friend – VULTURES Mp3 Download & Lyrics, Mp4 Download, Audio, Youtube Music, 320kbps
American Multi-talented rapper and music composer, KOTA the Friend released a new song titled, “VULTURES“. The new record is an impressive piece of music dedicated to fans and music supporters.
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VULTURES Lyrics
Never folding, bad times I let it go
Inventory take the bad times I severed those
Internally I’ve been in some places that you could never go
Been a hell the devil is someone that you should get to know
Gotta know the enemy even on my good days I polish up my memory
Never getting easily distracted by amenities
Really thought you niggas could stop me that’s what I meant to be
Revenge of the Clones I’m hoping I gotta check for me
Remember rwho you trying to emulate when you stepped at me
Used to give a fuck but lately I got no empathy
If you ain’t authentic you basically just a pfp
Not even human so really it’s like you dead to me
Never was alive I’m not having fun at all
But shrinking you down the sides
But I got my hands tied somebody must do the job
I do it for the coach I aiming straight at the roaches
Inventory take the bad times I severed those
Internally I’ve been in some places that you could never go
Been a hell the devil is someone that you should get to know
Gotta know the enemy even on my good days I polish up my memory
Never getting easily distracted by amenities
Really thought you niggas could stop me that’s what I meant to be
Revenge of the Clones I’m hoping I gotta check for me
Remember rwho you trying to emulate when you stepped at me
Used to give a fuck but lately I got no empathy
If you ain’t authentic you basically just a pfp
Not even human so really it’s like you dead to me
Never was alive I’m not having fun at all
But shrinking you down the sides
But I got my hands tied somebody must do the job
I do it for the coach I aiming straight at the roaches
