Sell Out Kevo Muney (Ft. NLE Choppa)

[Intro: Kevo Muney]
(Memphis Track Boy, Memphis Track Boy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Fly as a jet)
Kevo Muney
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Turn up)
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Huh, huh, huh (Track Nation)

[Chorus: Kevo Muney]
How you got money, but can't even bail out?
You want a show, you book me, it's a sellout

[Verse 1: Kevo Muney]
I send a message, ain't givin' no mail-out
I got the city headlock like a dreadlock
And where was you when they was callin' me "Junkie"?
Even in wintertime, ice sunny
I call up Sloppy, he pull up, he dump it
Did what you wanna do, already done it
I don't see nothin' on your waist, whеre your gun at?
I got some niggas gon' shoot wherе I point at
I caught the bomb and I ran where they punt that
I love my cousin, he crazy, his drunk ass
I want the bitches, never been an outcast
She say, "Kevo, you be fresh with your fat ass"
Walkin' 'round the hood, they like, "Kevione, lil' bad ass"
And I come to Memphis to rock out a show
When I'm done with that show, I'm back outta the city
I'm never stoppin', man, I'm never quittin'
Fuck a detective, fuck a lieutenant
I do not fuck with the police or snitches
I'm just one man, I can't save all these bitches
Kevo Muney, hottest youngin in the city
I just been fuckin' these bitches
You know I'ma peep, but don't call me D
Everybody told me get out of Memphis
Walk down the street, I was writing graffiti
I went to New York City for a meet
I walk in the buildin', everybody greet me
I walk in the bitch and everybody see me
Don't come in my life, don't come in my life
If you gonna leave me, you gonna leave me
Every night, every night
I pray to get easy, pray to get easy
And I'm at the top, these niggas can't see me
They so beneath me, they so beneath me
And I can't even drive, want a Lamborghini
Lamborghini, Lamborghini