Ugo Blk - WORD IS BOND Lyrics

So soulful
It's only right we cookup on a Sunday
Aye
That right, that right
Mhmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
Knowaimsayin
Aye
Yea
Uh huh
Aye, yea
Word is bond I'm standing on that
If I believe it I put it on wax
If I believe then I go to the max
I hit my mark when I strike like a match
The he and the she say we don't do that
I don't know Inglé if it's a trap
25/8 I don't sleep like a vamp
I move like a mogul my motion in tact
Back, back on the road I'm back doing my shows
Back on my pivot on top of my toes
Minding my P's and my Q's like a pro
Gotta be careful with who you call "bro"
With every decision I move with precision
Paying attention to my premonitions
It's not always gold although it might glisten
I pay attention to my intuition
I'm thankful for momma she sending them prayers
Every time I leave the driveway
I light up the zaza
I'm listening to Frank Sinatra
Cause I'm doing it my way
Life is a zoo, life is a jungle
I'm beating my chest like a primate
Shoot for the three and not for the two
I go for the win, I'ma die ranked
Out in the hills in the west coast
Conversations over french toast
Not really one to convince hoes
I don't repeat I just rinse hoes
Whip the sedan like a rental
I'm getting fresh like its Mentos
Money, medulla my mental
This my manifesto, aye
If you take offense to the shit I say
Ten out of ten times you got a personal problem
Cause I'ma stand on the truth every time
Ya digg
Gotta have that moral code
That moral compass
Stand on yo shit
Mhmm, yea

So soulful
It's only right we cookup on a Sunday
Aye
That right, that right
Mhmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
Knowaimsayin
Aye
Yea
Uh huh
Aye, yea
Word is bond I'm standing on that
If I believe it I put it on wax
If I believe then I go to the max
I hit my mark when I strike like a match
The he and the she say we don't do that
I don't know Inglé if it's a trap
25/8 I don't sleep like a vamp
I move like a mogul my motion in tact
Back, back on the road I'm back doing my shows
Back on my pivot on top of my toes
Minding my P's and my Q's like a pro
Gotta be careful with who you call "bro"
With every decision I move with precision
Paying attention to my premonitions
It's not always gold although it might glisten
I pay attention to my intuition
I'm thankful for momma she sending them prayers
Every time I leave the driveway
I light up the zaza
I'm listening to Frank Sinatra
Cause I'm doing it my way
Life is a zoo, life is a jungle
I'm beating my chest like a primate
Shoot for the three and not for the two
I go for the win, I'ma die ranked
Out in the hills in the west coast
Conversations over french toast
Not really one to convince hoes
I don't repeat I just rinse hoes
Whip the sedan like a rental
I'm getting fresh like its Mentos
Money, medulla my mental
This my manifesto, aye
If you take offense to the shit I say
Ten out of ten times you got a personal problem
Cause I'ma stand on the truth every time
Ya digg
Gotta have that moral code
That moral compass
Stand on yo shit
Mhmm, yea