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Genius English Translations - Krsna Untitled English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Dollar Sign, one time

[Verse]
At fourteen years of age, realized my writing was strong
They crushed my dreams but I lit their pyre with songs
I hustled, and never stopped, even though they told me that I would be a flop
But today, shit changed, there isn't a name in the game that doesn't gives me props
I got bars, I always went the beef way
Never run away, never been a cheap skate
They say they'll get the gang
I tell 'em bhai lan'do (bring 'em) just like Enrique
Heard a lot of nonsense
But never heard what was right
Used to take the bus to school
Now I sit first class on a flight
Didn't feel bad when the DJ didn't play my shit
In Gurgaon we keep guns
If you don't get it, I might have to spray that shit
I'm Underground like the depths of hell
Gave them death like I'm the law itself
Worked hard on my grind
Now KR dollar sign, you know it well
They were jealous seeing me do great
Didn't realize people were so fake
Now they hate, but I don't give a fuck like girls on the first date
Headstrong, couldn't break my will apart
They couldn't kill me or kill my art
Smoked weed but lost hope for god
I'm married to the game, I never broke her heart
(I swear) I don't sleep too sound
I kept my belief and never let mine down (I swear)
They always want the fruit of the tree, that they didn't even plant in the ground (I swear)
Heard they want war with me
Bitch get out of the house and come talk to me
They are jealous, it's a family affair
The one with the Golden colored mermaid hair
Send a sub to me, I'll destroy everything you seek
I'm not new to this game, boy I'm twelve years deep
Look at them run and hide
Look at the tears in their eyes
Tell me where were you when I was rocking clubs in two thousand and nine?
I'm the one who brought the flames
I'm the one that put you in your grave
Lost the right to call yourself a rapper
Ever since I gave India the real taste
Tryna be hip-hop, I got you all torn up
Tryna be hip-hop, I got you all torn up
Tryna be hip-hop, I got you all torn up
It's like my songs turned YouTube into PornHub
Look who's back again
Don't waste paper, just leave your pen
You couldn't be an artist like me
I set fire like a riot in the end
Why ya quiet? talk a little bit more
I'm from the land of the militant war
South London raised, I'm a killer with bars
But you're missing the point like the pyramids are (no cap)
Talk shit but they never rap
Got big egos so they don't follow back
Only back-stab but they never tag
That's why they failed after a dab
Got fire like Shabana Azmi
That's why they burn as bastards do
KR$NA was here before you
And KR$NA will be here after you