Lyrics:
give my all to you
Cause I'd give my life
To have something so real
Should I shoot my shot
You say you want me
Bur do you really mean it
You say you
to help my dreams stuck inside a well
Bur Bitch imma elf just thought that you should know
I'm so low, make shit for show, and that's just how it go
No
dig själv - Dem där ska låsas in i en bur
Så, vem är du som spottar oss i våra ansikten
Vem är du utan stolthet och realism
Vem är du som inte känner
memories will live on
In the skin of this bur oak
As the decades come and pass
And fires sweep across the land
The tree in which we carved our names
Goes
koşup
Kendine kural koyma bu zaten haksız bir oyun
Hala çok canlı bur'da işlerin sürüldüğü yokuş
Giderek kararan dünyada içimi kaplar sert bi' korku
Jag vill sjunga en sång likt en vårmelodi
Något om kärlek och vårsvärmeri
Något som lockar var dröm ur sin bur
Stämmer sinnets strängar i dur
Var
Ragnar e översexuell, sexuell.
Han e kåt som ett djur, han får sitta i bur.
Han vill våldta och antasta allt som han ser,
och när han har gjort de så ber
att glömma mig själv i allt
Tjing för att ändra natur
Leva mitt liv i nån bur
Tjing för att framgång är bara tur
Tjing för att sniffa en drog
Tjing
the dirt
Swerve swerve got the blur
Fur coat let it bur
Ice cold ice cold with that fucking murk ok
Stone cold stone cold Austin like they don't learn
without you i just wanna drown
So this a love letter to you
I hope you like it
Cause i want nobody bur you
Now you and your mans are through
You told me he
filled with burs
And we grinned at the thought of it.
Saying we know you'll be safe
The sun howling down
On your path to the bottom
Towards home
Time
(brr)
Bunlar hep telefon güzeli, wow (wow)
Yarısı bonzai hastası
Dolu hep RedKeys'in kasası, wow (wow)
Seni bayar bur'da paparoz yarısı, ya (ey)
the other side got bridges to bur
Others tell me the grass is green
But that's not what i'm tryna see yeah
Mr. Man with the plan in his hand
You never
drink
Gir-girl when ya with me
Servin' it neat
Bour- bourbon and whiskey
Third in a minute
No word on a limit, your
Turn go on get it
Bur-burns when ya
The past stings and holds like a thorny bur
Things that were clear before now begin to blur
I can recall what I can and ramble on about it but
What
I’m Gucci (Bur)
I just want the head you keep the coochi (Coohci)
Unless you gotta ass you gotta booty I’ll hit
These some Balenciaga‘s that I run in
a nigga say bur
Ice
Make a bitch say yur
Pockets
On extra nourish
Hey
Im a smooth operator
Moon walking on paper
Broom stick for you haters
Real
Staten er shit men Norge er fritt
Føler meg fanget i landet mitt
Alle snakker dritt, Føler meg fanget som en fugl i ett bur
Jeg vil fly, jeg vil være fri
to lie
Bur you’re the only one that I want by my side
And I know
Im Contemplating
But I hope you know
That’s all that I know
And I hope you know
That’s all
the chips
Man That won't ever change
Niggas stuck up in a box man
They gon stay the same
Man they tryna switch lanes
And They Full of resentment
Bur I
cehennemde olamam romantik
Bu cehennemde olamam romantik (romantik)
Bur'da değişmedi pek bi' şey değişmedi
10 senedir 10 metrekarede home party
Hala anlatırım
touch
Can't touch cancer
Attack them
with the light
Bur-ning
Madness
Madness tricking
Ticking
Folding
Un-tied
Amp-u-tee
Un-shined
They-can't
Swallow
Whole
the frame
Bur for now I gotta slide ma
Why you tripping like I'm always tryna hide some
I know you miss a nigga gripping on them thighs huh
Yeah I can see
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