Lyrics:
like to make it hard
So I'll try it again
It's 2 o'clock and I am getting nowhere
I'm so tied as I fall into a stare
Of your pretty smile
Your warm
il rastrello!
Non ho mai capito che senso avesse
Guardare la tv o fare feste
Io preferisco sgommare nei campi
Col trattore nuovo fare i salti
Se poi
stanotte faccio faville
P cudd fatt dè nà nzi studiann assè ch'm amma fè,
C'iacchj qualche bbuona caip call preim o' po' và lesse
Rai, mediaset, tmc
det kan du läsa i min reklambroschyr
Jag sa fuck it till högern och nu ska jag berätta varför
Allt högern gör är o fucking förstör
Den är oanvändbar,
Givin extra work
I'm in love with murkin these beats
You know its certainly O.B
Once again sit back and let it come to me
Aight, keep it straight
I sip
Fa my fallin soldiers ina pit
R.I.P. Step and all da rest
G.O.A.T. On my chest
Just like my hair dese bitches neglect
Some I just use em fa
risponderla
Ch'idda a lampo si preoccupa
Ca sugni immenzu a strada a talari cacchi fimmina
Semo 'o travagghiu e dopo quannu ch'arrispunnu
U munnu cari e
and you
Puede ser, que si nos vamos juntos no podemos perder
Porque con tigo a lado tengo siempre mas poder
O my baby my baby my baby
My baby, baby,
been frozen, frozen, frozen
I'm numb
Sometimes this life feels so difficult
Troubles o' plenty but happiness minimal
It's easy to whine and be miserable
Si el, tu o yo
Son corazones compartidos
Lo que hay entre tu y yo
Es algo prohibido
Conmigo tu te sientes bien
Y el creyendo que tu le eres fiel
Son
suis comblé
C'est ta louange que tu m'inspires
Merci
O Père
Merci
Un jour nouveau se lève
Avec ses montagnes et ses vallées
Des défis qui
home
I might hit the bitch on speaker phone
I might sell a O in 24
Plug hit me up like "where you at?"
I might hit him wit the red tap
"Yeah it's Fadah
Rambling with the industry's mangling
Estados unidos, desatado
Respetame O sosten mi platano
I gotta turn down cause
Is the sun rising or setting rays
O lying ass nigga eat a dick you niggas make me sick
All that dirt in ya records and you do none of it
I walk around the club, fuck everybody
Bitch
hightime you watched that time
Kizzy o'clock it's that time
Senseless a times so i can give em the truth
I go into the booth
So i can settle a truce
Talk
tanto que exigir
Dudarías de mí
Teniendo otra opción
O podrías entender
Nadie ha pedido tu opinión
Tienes tanto que decir
Lo sé, lo sé
Tú y tu absurda
A full moon shines o'er and old highway road
I walk along the side where the wildflowers grow
This two lane has taken me where I'd never been
say, what the fuck
He sent you an S.O.S and oh, heard you heading off to his rescue
Oh, you lie to me oh, are you trying me, oh, no, no
So if you got me
no need for all that coca
Just pass me la Yerba so I can sit and blow my smoke up. heady soldier
You got them hands you better throw em
Jay made D.O
Love life D.O.A
It's all take, take, take to me they're all the same
That's why I'm
Leavin' on a jet
My bags are packed baby no regrets
Won't be stuck
Collezioni qualche spunto al bar
O dove c'è un profumo da seguire
E con le mani lavorate dall'ingenuità
Ti segni il trucco poi per l'avvenire
Giusto
a chip
And i plan to get that bitch
Blunt lock fingers
Pen lock wrist
I can't get a better grip
If i do imma snap this pen
(O well)
Ink to blood I'm tattin
headlines
Yeah the gunners yeah thats my side
You know me I'm Triz-O-My the guy that lives life
Watch out for the Line
Never ending winners
Its our Time
Its
Yeah yeah
O-MY
Yeah yeah
I ain't even got a six pack
But you know that I get that
And I'm always chasing big stacks
Barber made me look gift
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