Lyrics:
the rain
Line seven headed North every time same train
Tunes banging in my ears till I saw the times change
New schedule and it's full of delays
I didn't
cab journey's too long
I'm telling dookie in the passy put the tunes on
It ain't lidge I'm too bov I need to put my shoes on
Hot headed niggas I don't
young flocka
Stay in the sun mane I keep getting darka
Getting some milk I feel just like a father
Be in the stu, cooking up tunes, I should be paid just
stay loose, that is what I like shit
Grey Goose, that is what I write with
I'm in the studio daily I'm makin tunes
I'm in the studio daily I'm makin
up and fight, or lose all hope
Bitch, I be rapping like my mama was a panther
Or my pops was a pastor and we had a slave master
So tune to what I'm
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
On a full moon
In this huge room
With a broom
Connect the Bluetooth
Play a smooth tune
I got to groove
Body start to move
Feeling real smooth
I'm getting in
comes back if you let go
King of your castle
Change the whole tune without a capo
Is that so? (Yeah)
Im ready
The wave so heavy got my woes steady
Im
brancard les intuber
Amasser les tunes encore et encore
Jusqu'à qu'ils en soient étouffés
Ma seule présence est leur Kryptonite
La concurrence s'agite et me
never pays
An she all in tune wit my clever ways
An I never feel cause she never stays
She just go
She back on the road
An I'm back to being the goat
I
believe
Like you believe
Well Bob Marley was the tune, little J was in the womb
My mom would put the headphones on her belly, feel me move
And every Jimi
me unless they tune in to the Static
I'm already present in the blessings
I feel best dressed in the essence
This is not a brand it's a lesson
like you I been waiting
With me you're in tune, them other bustas impatient
Finessing my pimping cause this moment you can't replace it
More important
go crazy
I'm about to just mix this up
I drop it on youtube drop it on iTunes
Nigga imma drip shit up
Imma really cut shit up
I got the bag
a bar let me buy a drink or two
You don't drink it's fine with me
Hit my crib I'll set the mood
Make you scream like auto tune
Fuck around and blow a fuse
Heart racin' fast
I'm startin' to crash
You enter the room I'm in ya grasp
We were in tune, the timing trash
Thought we were immune, now feelings stashed
spirits are outta Tune.
I'm on my daily Carpe diem playing chess with a cup of tea I've never been good at yelling check mate fuck around And watch your
breaking ankles
Ballin out like the tune squad (find out)
They don't fuck with me cause I only act hard
Goofy mother fucker cruisin round in his new car
karu million deal
Cheque seal
Tons of bill
Saare log mujhse puche
Kamaya tune Kaise Paise Hip Hop me!
Rakhta sabko niche Khada top mai
Versatile verses
me
But what's the probability
Your giving the opportunity
Judging off worlds disunity
Tune my loony bean
I ain't mean it
Gota clean
Nose is leaking
une question d'auto-tune
Évidement y'a des bas des hauts
J'vais allé au plus bas dans draps
Égaler l'art m'évader au bord de l'eau quand j'ai plus tes
Auto tune ou pas tqt sa kick
J'écrivais des 16 avant les streams
Petit pirate zéro émotions devant les zombis
Sans parler je fais mon biff et puis j'me
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
d'notes sur l'bigo
Pour maman faut d'la tunes
Et remplir le frigo
C'est toute ma vie moi
J'm'en brise la voix
J'rappais dans la ville il y a d'jà 6 piges de
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