Текст песни
Yeah, Uh. Used to be broke as hell, flipping up Surfside. Now I got money long, late flights worldwide. Looking for better nights, me, I be doing me. Hustling round the clock, on or off, I'ma keep It G. Still I hit the boulevard and you Know I'm dripped up in Drake. Used to scrape plates in a Delta '88. Now I sit on gator beams feeling like the Swamp. Playing hostage with a pump, all that cappin' Get you dumped. Never slump, only laid back. Tell 'em this was payback. Been thuggin' this since way back. Humble yourself and stay back. Or find me where you stay at. Might miss the conversation. Please don't be my demonstration. Get handled, no hesitation. Yeah, Uh. Slidin' through the southwest, I'm summer with the Top off. Akon front and back in case somebody Try to pop off. Everything authentic with the truth, It ain't no knockoff. Can't keep me out the Game, they had it blocked but now the lock Off. Me and Mr. Rogers had demons in the Charger. Twin, just let us be, it ain't no point To even bother. We almost at two hundred even though my life Is solo. We moving through the city, Play with us, gon' be a no-go. Relief the gang, neighborhood hero who save the City. In the trenches where it's gritty, Notorious like I'm Biggie. And I'm still on the boulevard, repping for the Ones who lost. Everything in motion, I keep running it with no exhaust.
Trae tha Truth — Blvd
«Blvd» — Trae tha Truth. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:10. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
