Killa
Drake feat. Nipsey Hussle Lyrics


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My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my Backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa

I wake up in this state of mind, like sky's the limit
My niggas said you crossed the line, well I'm gon' kill you
I'm focused on a million cash, that's the vision
Speeding and I'm finna crash, that's the feeling
Until my tires burn, though, and my wheels give out
These Backwoods burn slow, like my bills dish out
When them people come for you, they gone steal yo house
Put yo name on them papers, they gon' fill you out
Couple moves from yo quota, come fuck up yo count
Have you thinking bounce back when you out
Look, I'm tip-toeing over traps
Tight-roping at a height, you fall you knowing it's a wrap
But I'm gon' keep this balance, 'cause it ain't no turning back
Ain't no looking down, my niggas ain't concerned with that
They more concerned with cash
More concerned with running laps, running rap
Getting rich, then run it back

My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my Backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa

Yeah, look
What's the deal, nigga? What's the deal, nigga?
How you feel? Now you know this shit is real, nigga
Once upon a time was in the field, nigga
War time, really kill or kill, nigga
Gunfire, shooting out Seville's, nigga
Young, wild, police gon' deal with you
Not too many still living
So I gotta paint it real vivid
I'm surprised that I'm here, nigga
Know I'm blind to my fears, nigga
I shine like De Beers, nigga
And fly like a Lear, nigga
Climb like the stairs, nigga
Spend time out in Paris, nigga
Come from where the grannies gotta bury niggas
And money make these hoes wanna marry niggas

My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my Backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa

I think about them late nights
Drive to Vegas cross the state lines
Finally did it, it just take time
Since I was ye' high, my only goal was get this cake right
And what they say, right
You on your own, it's what you make life
You was out there everyday, right?
Tryna push foreign, tryna eat steak, right?
Put some hunnids in yo safe, right?
Hang some flat screens in yo place, right?
Life is short, just in case, right?
Gave something to the lawyer, just in case, right?
Sitting solo, first class, on a straight flight
I remember waiting on my day like
Everyday I'm on this paper chase, like
Stand between these buildings 'til the daylight
Wiggle through the prisons and the grave sites
Then you finally get it, and you take flight

My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
Light my Backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa




I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa

Overall Meaning

In the song Killa by Drake featuring Nipsey Hussle, the lyrics describe the lifestyle of wealthy rappers who consider their vices, such as smoking marijuana, as a part of their daily routine. "My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa" represents the carefree and lavish lifestyle of these rappers, where they can afford to smoke and do whatever they want without any legal consequences. The lyrics also represent the internal battle of these rappers, as they navigate through the music industry crossing lines and stepping on toes to become successful.


The song speaks about the rapper's desire to accumulate wealth and success by any means necessary, even if it means risking their own lives. The lines "I'm focused on a million cash, that's the vision/ Speeding and I'm finna crash, that's the feeling" depict the urge to succeed at any cost, even if the risk is too high. The lyrics also highlight the importance of staying grounded in the face of temptation and being prepared for any obstacles that may come their way. "I'm gon' keep this balance, 'cause it ain't no turning back/ Ain't no looking down, my niggas ain't concerned with that/ They more concerned with cash" emphasizes the need to prioritize their goals and remain focused on the process of achieving them.


Overall, "Killa" speaks to the struggles of becoming successful in the rap industry, the lifestyle that comes with it, and the commitment and determination it takes to maintain that success.


Line by Line Meaning

My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
I'm sitting in my car with the air conditioning on and the ceiling cracked, smoking weed.


Light my Backwood, count 100 racks, smoking killa
I'm smoking weed while I light my Backwood cigar and count $100,000 worth of money.


I pull up in that black on black, smoking killa
I arrive in my black car, smoking weed.


My AC on, my ceiling cracked, smoking killa
I'm sitting in my car with the air conditioning on and the ceiling cracked, smoking weed.


I wake up in this state of mind, like sky's the limit
I wake up with a mindset that anything is possible.


My niggas said you crossed the line, well I'm gon' kill you
My friends informed me that someone has gone too far and I am willing to take drastic measures to deal with them.


I'm focused on a million cash, that's the vision
I am determined to make my goal of having one million dollars a reality.


Speeding and I'm finna crash, that's the feeling
I am driving fast and it feels like I might crash.


Until my tires burn, though, and my wheels give out
I will continue driving until my tires burn out and my wheels no longer work.


These Backwoods burn slow, like my bills dish out
My Backwood cigar burns slowly, just like I pay my bills bit by bit.


When them people come for you, they gone steal yo house
If the authorities come after you, they will take everything you own, including your house.


Put yo name on them papers, they gon' fill you out
If you sign those documents, they will use them to gather all of your personal data and use it against you.


Couple moves from yo quota, come fuck up yo count
If you slip up just a little bit, your entire plan will fall apart.


Have you thinking bounce back when you out
You will need to think of a way to recover once you fail or fall short.


Look, I'm tip-toeing over traps
I am being cautious and avoiding any potential traps or pitfalls.


Tight-roping at a height, you fall you knowing it's a wrap
I am taking a risk and if I fail, it will be game over.


But I'm gon' keep this balance, 'cause it ain't no turning back
I will maintain my balance and keep moving forward because there is no going back.


Ain't no looking down, my niggas ain't concerned with that
I don't have time or concern for anything else outside of my immediate goal, and neither do my friends.


They more concerned with cash
My friends are solely focused on making money.


More concerned with running laps, running rap
My friends are focused on being successful in both music and athletics.


Getting rich, then run it back
Our plan is to make a lot of money and then repeat the process.


What's the deal, nigga? What's the deal, nigga?
What's going on? What's happening?


How you feel? Now you know this shit is real, nigga
You're finally experiencing the harsh reality of life.


Once upon a time was in the field, nigga
I used to be involved in dangerous situations and environments.


War time, really kill or kill, nigga
There was a lot at stake during that time, life or death even.


Gunfire, shooting out Seville's, nigga
There was gunfire and people were shooting up the neighborhood.


Young, wild, police gon' deal with you
When you're young and reckless, the police will deal with you harshly.


Not too many still living
A lot of people didn't make it out alive.


So I gotta paint it real vivid
I need to paint a clear picture of this experience.


I'm surprised that I'm here, nigga
I'm shocked that I survived all of that.


Know I'm blind to my fears, nigga
I am oblivious and don't let my fears hold me back.


I shine like De Beers, nigga
I am shining like diamonds from the De Beers company.


And fly like a Lear, nigga
I am flying high like a private jet.


Climb like the stairs, nigga
I am climbing up in life like a staircase.


Spend time out in Paris, nigga
I am spending time in Paris, France.


Come from where the grannies gotta bury niggas
I come from a place where grandmothers have to bury their grandchildren.


And money make these hoes wanna marry niggas
Money is attractive and makes women interested in marrying men.


I think about them late nights
I think about the late nights I spent working towards my goals.


Drive to Vegas cross the state lines
I drove to Las Vegas and crossed state lines.


Finally did it, it just take time
I finally achieved my goal, it just took a while.


Since I was ye' high, my only goal was get this cake right
Since I was young, my only goal was to make a lot of money and be successful.


And what they say, right
And you know what they say.


You on your own, it's what you make life
You are responsible for your own life and how successful you become.


You was out there everyday, right?
You were out there working on your goals every day, right?


Tryna push foreign, tryna eat steak, right?
You were trying to drive a luxury car and eat steak, right?


Put some hunnids in yo safe, right?
You put some hundred dollar bills in your safe, right?


Hang some flat screens in yo place, right?
You hung some flat screen TVs in your home, right?


Life is short, just in case, right?
You're aware that life is short and you're preparing for any unforeseen circumstances, right?


Gave something to the lawyer, just in case, right?
You gave something of value to your lawyer, just in case, right?


Sitting solo, first class, on a straight flight
I'm flying alone, in first class, on a direct flight.


I remember waiting on my day like
I remember waiting for the day I would become successful.


Everyday I'm on this paper chase, like
Every day, I am working hard to achieve financial success.


Stand between these buildings 'til the daylight
I am standing between buildings until the sun comes up.


Wiggle through the prisons and the grave sites
I am navigating through prison and graveyard areas.


Then you finally get it, and you take flight
Once you finally achieve your goal, you can finally soar like a free bird.




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Written by: Ermias Asghedom

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