Turbulence

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Kaïn

Kaïn is a folk rock group from the town of Drummondville, Quebec, Canada. The group of four is made up of Steve Veilleux (vocals, electric and acoustic guitar), Yanick Blanchette (drums and vocals), Patrick Lemieux (electric and acoustic guitar, banjo, harmonica and vocals) and Éric Maheu (bass guitar). Their style is a blend of rock and roll with Quebec folk music. more »

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I just got the check, Imma f*ck it up
I just got the check, imma f*ck it up
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
Hold up
I know that I hurt you lil baby
I know that you bugged
You ain't done with me baby
But that shit it hurt
I can't f*ck with you baby
Whenever you come you bring turbulence baby
I just got the check, Imma f*ck it up
I just got the check, imma f*ck it up
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
Baby I love how you back it up on me
If nigga play with you
I'm baggin up homie
Quarter mili I need that for me & the homies
Keep on your mask, you can be with them phonies

That shit too crazy how niggas be jealous
I showed em' love but they gotta vendetta
I can't predict it
They move like the weather
Look I was fucked up but now I'm moving better
Need my shawty steppin'
I might buy Margielaa
Got a tree full of kings but they just call em' felons
I won't fucking with school
No, I was skipping lectures
Just want dead presidents
Feel like I got elected
All these police trippin
Feel like I need a weapon
I could care less what them teachers be talkin' bout
Run that shit, cause we need it in a large amount
My time is tickin' so I can't be stallin' now
I ain't gon' call em out
They got me heated
That monster, I draw it out
Why you still broke making plays at your mama house
Ain't on your biz
Then it ain't none to talk about

I just got the check, Imma f*ck it up
I just got the check, imma f*ck it up
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
Hold up
I know that I hurt you lil baby
I know that you bugged
You ain't done with me baby
But that shit it hurt
I can't f*ck with you baby
Whenever you come you bring turbulence baby
I just got the check, Imma f*ck it up
I just got the check, imma f*ck it up
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
Baby I love how you back it up on me
If nigga play with you
I'm baggin up homie
Quarter mili I need that for me & the homies
Keep on your mask, you can be with them phonies

I stand on the back of my ancestors
Get em' knocked off with a hand gesture
I can't f*ck with you
I had better
Warrior blood
Yeah, I'm back better
I can't be stressin' bout what you think bout me
I don't know why you're around me
You come around because you wanna down me
Without it, I feel so astounding
I been too clean
Think it's time i get dirty
The 9 it might do you real dirty
These hoes, they might do you real dirty
I'm in the clouds
Now I'm feeling real dirty
I swear it ain't none of these shawties that's worthy
At least I ain't met her yet
I just been working
When I get up
Imma buy her a Birkin
That Patek Felipe
That's on me
Yeah, for certain
Mama I got you
You don't gotta worry
Pop know I got em'
He don't gotta worry
Shawty, she textin
Say she wan' be with me
Inside I don't think the shit really working
Can't trust no one
I don't know what your motive is
Play with my blood
And you know that it's over with
I don't think they really know who they're up against
I'll put your face to the wall I was up against
Wanna be free
So I might leave the continent
People be grimy
I might need a rocket ship
Back in my bag
Yeah I'm back with the confidence
Stayed in the back
Of the back
Of the back
Of the back
Of the back with the swag
So anonymous
They think I'm spoiled rotten
Like them college kids
Born to be better
I might start a parliament
Got your bitch shaking like she got the Parkinson's
How I

I just got the check, Imma f*ck it up
I just got the check, imma f*ck it up
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
Hold up
I know that I hurt you lil baby
I know that you bugged
You ain't done with me baby
But that shit it hurt
I can't f*ck with you baby
Whenever you come you bring turbulence baby
I just got the check, Imma f*ck it up
I just got the check, imma f*ck it up
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
You ain't the real, you can't come with us
Baby I love how you back it up on me
If nigga play with you
I'm baggin up homie
Quarter mili I need that for me & the homies
Keep on your mask, you can be with them phonies

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