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Yo, We bout to, we bout to tell 'em uh, We gon' do this shit. See me six feet Homie, fuck. Man, I remember 24 karat, like back in, Back in when we was 16. Told niggas that I'm, Imma be the reason why Your daddy damn near worked homie. Praying to the heavens, hope the vision come alive, Yeah. Kinda wish the youngin had more time, Yeah. But my mama damn I miss you and Your smile. Sony Mike, you're the first to tell Me legends never die, yeah. Burn the dank, 24 karat be my slimes, Yeah. Nigga send me wishes like a shooting star, How the boy be shining. Skip over my grinding. Move how Mikey boy just do it, ain't got Taste for perfect timing. Feeling all this pressure 'cause the city say I'm Next, yeah. Everything I put out so far ain't Got a X, yeah. Thankful for my clique, They the reason I'm correct. That's why I go flex on a nigga, make Him respect. Speak on rocky checks, girls shop for Sex just to get a check. Low-key practice switching, thought I blessed with Reality checks. S on my chest stand for savage For the rest. Youngin turning 21 and I ain't Even reached my best. I don't fuck with fake Ones, they remind me of a coin toss. Flip up on you, switch sides, fade away like Lift off. Pray they get exposed 'cause the youngin Bout to take off. Harder than a comet, Bitch your favorite rapper stay soft. I can smell it, yeah. Top floor boy I'm Jetting, yeah. Yellow my new filter, ayy. Treat her like an aesthetic, yeah. I ain't fully healthy, man I need me couple Carats, yeah. Visions form a crystal, youngin finna Shine like Elvis. Don't fuck with that fame or my niggas bout To lick, yeah. Look out for the fakes, Clout chasing, sucking dick, yeah. Finna get a watch where I can't even see The dial. See me shining, that's how they gon' Know that it's my time so I-Praying to The heavens, hope the vision come alive, yeah. Kinda wish the youngin had more time, yeah. But my mama damn I miss you and your Smile. Sony Mike, you're the first to tell me Legends never die, yeah. Burn the dank, 24 karat be my slimes, Yeah. Nigga send me wishes like a shooting star, How the boy be shining. Skip over my grinding. Move how Mikey boy just do it, ain't got Taste for perfect timing. And always remember bro, It's quality over quantity fucka. Fuck it bro, go get yours man. Just trust the process. Yeah. Ayo.
Static — A Day in the Park
«A Day in the Park» — Static. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:39. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
