Jimmy Kran - Shadows

Who's that moving in the shadows?
Going everywhere that I go, knowing all the things that I know
I won't ever make it easy for you, shadows
You're just waiting for a slip up, hoping that you'll get a come-up
I won't open up a window for you, shadows

Shorty acting like my shadow
Follow me to bed, singing to me like brovado
I got this intuition Im thinking maybe I know
She wants to live this life but she swerving through the pot holes
I keep it on me tucked feeling like I'm el Chapo
Gripping on my belt like she don't Ferragamo
Thumbing through these these bands like I'm playing the piano
I'm playin with her shhh get her wet like a poncho
Never see her comin, she hit me unexpected
Tripping bout my hoes or she sending dirty messages
I keep my guard up shorty lethal like a weapon
Asking what I'm doing she be looking for confessions, like

Who's that moving in the shadows?
Going everywhere that I go, knowing all the things that I know
I won't ever make it easy for you, shadows
You're just waiting for a slip up, hoping that you'll get a come-up
I won't open up a window for you, shadows

And I'm tryna make some plans, she say she got a man but he ain't getting bands
Are you kidding? no I'm not, we can go and hit the spot
I'm writin all this music say my verses really hot
Shorty say she love me like why you telling lies?
Telling me that shit while you lookin in my eyes
I be focused on my bread, I'm just tryna get fly
No time for slowing down I got money on my mind
Aye aye
Like please give me my space, I'm riding around in a wraith, smoking OG out of state
Jessepis on my feet, don't ask me what I paid
And lil mama tryna cuff me but I always beat the case, yeah

Who's that moving in the shadows?
Going everywhere that I go, knowing all the things that I know
I won't ever make it easy for you, shadows
You're just waiting for a slip up, hoping that you'll get a come-up
I won't open up a window for you, shadows

Did me dirty like some clothes, so I'm throwing up the deuce
I don't need you but I keep you, I already got the juice
Lingerie on her body pussy tastes like some fruits
But I never ever trip, I'm just telling you the truth
If you want me gotta prove it because I'm not these other dudes
And I don't mean to be rude, but I heard that you a eater
Don't know if Ima feed her I'm just rollin up this reefer
Pass out in the two-seater
Hoping that she foreign, French girl in the bimmer
Korea, Cubana, South Americana
I just hope she like my style and she take some good banana
Make her sing like Del ray so I had to call her Lana, what

Who's that moving in the shadows?
Going everywhere that I go, knowing all the things that I know
I won't ever make it easy for you, shadows
You're just waiting for a slip up, hoping that you'll get a come-up
I won't open up a window for you, shadows

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Jimmy Kran

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