Текст песни
Race cars outside, I got Hoes tryna ride up Think you wanna fuck, Everything a number Said that y'all frontin', I ain't tryna nothin' Everything I do is lit, nothin' like that I am Lost in the matrix, I need a facial Dropped Out my spaceship, get out my space Get out My face I Can't believe we made it this far I can't believe we made it this far I Can't believe we made it this far I can't believe we made it this far Made It this guy Made I can't believe I made it this far Tryna tell you how feel, tell you how Feel I'm just tryna Tell I feel, tell you how I feel I Been on tour, doin' alright, Too much money, Turn down deal, turn down deal Too much money, turn down deal, turn down We Ridin' in Broncos right through the air We ridin' Broncos right through the air She fuck me pronto when I call her here Ain't no stoppin' us, we blowin' out here They know we poppin', but they can't control none I got that thing on me, I'm really gon' Smoke You know this ain't no Muhfuckin' joke Everything on go This that type ho, Uh Let the real speak, uh Let the fake get Gone Let the fake go home Let them niggas Go See my ass alone I been on my Own I been all alone I fell on my Face I got up on my own I fell On my face I got up on my own I fell on my face I got up on My own I just left the studio, Did twenty-four songs I been on my shit I been off the Grid I can't disappear I gotta watch my kid I gotta watch my shit I gotta watch my Sis Everything is real Shit don't make no sense Shit don't make no, Uh I done made so far Niggas always mad I don't give a fuck at all I don't Fuck at Bad nigga, I ball Told you we Was New York They ain't believe nothin' else They Believe us at all They believe us at all They ain't believe at all They ain't believe us At all They ain't believe us At all Can't believe that we made it this Far Can't believe that we made it this far Look mama, now your son is a star Can't Believe that we made it this far Standin' on The shoulders of gods When life get too hard I think about everybody I been scarred from I even broke bread even though I should've starved Them I'm goin' out a hero, baby I'm comin' a Zero, baby Angels callin', demons callin' I put them On three-way, baby I been keepin' them shooters with Me on payroll lately
void, ciaffa, fedo DJ — 24 Songs
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