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Initiation Video (MV)




Performed By: Audubon
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Jonathan Perez




Audubon - Initiation Lyrics




This Initiation its time that I weigh in
These dudes superficial a
Talking bout they super sayin
Darts ripping through ya tissue
Think that its best you stay in
Till i link wit my demise
Walk these streets with no disguise
Ok I'm rolling up
Fresh up off a lick
My shoulder strut
Im bout the shits
No folding up
Unless its paper split
If you aint come up wit me dawg
Then how you gon ask for shit?
Black belt i done mastered this
Self taught there really aint a class for this
Libra so my life is full of balancing
One day up one day im down
Either way i come back again
Dont get popped slide in ya bm like im Ken Block
My death plot probably gon read this nigga dead hot

Flooded up the strip like whoa
Bad lil bitch like whoa
Got this shit like whoa
Wait ay
Real nigga spit like whoa
Slide to crib like whoa
Tryna get rich like whoa

Just got a call from the homie
I aint heard from in a while
Talking bout he gettin paper
Got it flowing like the nile
All these hating niggas mad
Guess they really in denial
Catch em sounding just like me
But front like they dont like my style
F*ck out my face wit that shit
Crib by the lake ima Laker and shit
Want all the smoke like I'm vapin and shit
Kill the whole game like I'm Jason and shit
Free bobby till bobby dancing again
Im not concerned bout the actions of men
Just Let me know when niggas rappin again
Me and sensai got it cracking again
We blackin again ah!

Flooded up the strip like whoa
Bad lil bitch like whoa
Got this shit like whoa
Wait ay
Real nigga spit like whoa
Slide to crib like whoa
Tryna get rich like whoa
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This Initiation its time that I weigh in
These dudes superficial a
Talking bout they super sayin
Darts ripping through ya tissue
Think that its best you stay in
Till i link wit my demise
Walk these streets with no disguise
Ok I'm rolling up
Fresh up off a lick
My shoulder strut
Im bout the shits
No folding up
Unless its paper split
If you aint come up wit me dawg
Then how you gon ask for shit?
Black belt i done mastered this
Self taught there really aint a class for this
Libra so my life is full of balancing
One day up one day im down
Either way i come back again
Dont get popped slide in ya bm like im Ken Block
My death plot probably gon read this nigga dead hot

Flooded up the strip like whoa
Bad lil bitch like whoa
Got this shit like whoa
Wait ay
Real nigga spit like whoa
Slide to crib like whoa
Tryna get rich like whoa

Just got a call from the homie
I aint heard from in a while
Talking bout he gettin paper
Got it flowing like the nile
All these hating niggas mad
Guess they really in denial
Catch em sounding just like me
But front like they dont like my style
F*ck out my face wit that shit
Crib by the lake ima Laker and shit
Want all the smoke like I'm vapin and shit
Kill the whole game like I'm Jason and shit
Free bobby till bobby dancing again
Im not concerned bout the actions of men
Just Let me know when niggas rappin again
Me and sensai got it cracking again
We blackin again ah!

Flooded up the strip like whoa
Bad lil bitch like whoa
Got this shit like whoa
Wait ay
Real nigga spit like whoa
Slide to crib like whoa
Tryna get rich like whoa
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Writer: Jonathan Perez
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