Lyrics:
Nigga started from the bottom
But I came up on the top on em
Intel like a nigga got the drop on em
Bitch I been the truth but I’m never gonna flop
Yo I got a little motive in the winter come through
They got barcadi on ice and the pineapple too
She said that I can bring about one maybe two
When I die, I better be fucked up
Oh, mortality, a formality
How are we able to bare this normality
I often wish it were a fallacy
Shit's been
I'm sitting here on a couch in the city
I'm feeling grouchy but I'm feeling pretty
I'm thinkin' about the life I've lived up to now
How I've got
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah she said wanna fuck so I pulled up in my Aston
Yea this shit ain't funny so why the fuck you laughing
Aye yeah bitch yeah I
If you really wanna leave you can leave me alone
I got plenty opportunities sitting in my phone
I don't want you to leave but I can be alone
Cause I
I’ve been chasin' all these dreams
Got my family my team
Yeah yeah
It ain’t all about the green
You know I’ll be going for the win
Yeah
I been about
Don’t skip no beat that’s how we eat Baby
This ain’t the gram
But they follow the leader
I be counting them grands
I be smoking the refer
I get in
It's rush hour (It's rush hour)
Big heart power (Big heart power)
No traffic jam (No jam, no jam)
Gassed up big man (Gassed up big man)
I know y'all
You predict my every move before I breathe
You know every trick I'm hiding up my sleeve
You're so good, it's so hard for me to believe
No one
Vibing at night, riding at night
Phone in my hand, voice on the mic
Bobbing yo head, this what you like
Tee Walls who I am, gimme a swipe
Look me up,
When you look at my eyes
I feel I can fly
I guess that I was wrong
Thought I was right
I don't understand
Why you left me why
I didn't get played
I
Minute Maid lemonade
Made with forbidden fruit
Yeah you love to do what you shouldn't do
I won't play the fool for you
Flowers ain't enough I'm tryna
I got that toxic love you don't know what I will do GPS and run up on you
I got that toxic love you don't know what I'll say only that you'll pay
I
Zionna
I'm a bad bitch wit a bad bitch
Real pretty bitch turn to a savage
Running off yo mouth and ill let you have it
I'm addicted to the money I
Sixty five sixty five seventy five hundred times that I told this girl that love her and it's over my
Head that I'm thinking that maybe just another
Yea can you pore it to the top
People are fake uh money is real
Fuck all the bullshit just pore up the sill
I'm tired of feeling the way that this
I can't help insisting
I'm not resisting living
I love existing
I can't help insisting
I love existing
Escape 2 kalamazoo
What is there to do
Ready
Any n every song I make
Ima Keep it 3
Call me bank or Bongolli
Or call me Mr. Keep da C
No jewels but
I drop that knowledge
Pay attention come
I come thru white tee
Ouuu I think she like me in my white tee
Ouuuu I think she like me in my white tee
What's on my teeth
Hmmm what did I eat
Feeling like I'll crash today
Maybe think about the times
When there wasn't pain
The motivation come in waves
But today I think I'm gonna waste away
I done came from off the top to Tell You how I feel
I done kept it Hunnit I done kept this shit too real
These niggas dropping dimes they done talked
I won’t settle settle settle for less
I won’t settle settle settle for less
I won’t settle settle settle for less
I won’t settle settle settle for
Arash ft Rebecca
"Mitarsam"
There will be a day when I wont feel this way
I'll be looking up from the days where i am
I hope it wont be too long
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