Lyrics:
This sh*t feel like back when Drake made Headlines
I was probably about nine but I knew all of the lines
Sing that sh*t with pride f*ck the other
headline (Headline)
Klein on your ass
Exotic type
Yetenek bende
That's right
Klein! Klein! Klein! Klein! (Klein, Klein!)
Nasıl double press rhyme
Ato Mic'ta
Headline after headline disasters come our way
Looking at the madness we've built, what do we even say
There's no time for reason when life is led
Falling in Your arms I'll never leave this time
Your love is better than I knew
Rescuing the world and it should make headlines
We don't always see
head right bae
And she mine if the head right, head right bae
Seen you lie in the headlines, headlines bae
I'm not the same since you first met me
a deadline It's a headline, a headline, a deadline
This is the intro The flow is in sync with the tempo
Niggas still trappin' in a bando Everything's shitty
waste,
Gashing thighs, tempting fate,
The headlines this would make
(Oh oh)
This is the bear's stomach:
Filled with honey bees
A name you whispered, eyes
make my vision go wavy
I see the headlines coming at me with the astigmatism
Galaxy of stars hit the gas hoping I can be right with them
Read
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
Another story here for the headlines
Love be my destiny
Destiny, I'm lost
Inside there's something deeper
With you, it keeps me warm
Love be my
been
Someone at the back
Flowing with the stream
Never made the headlines
But I was in that scene.
Someone at the back
Flowing with the stream
Yes I am a bad guy
I can see you like it
You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick
Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureee)
Baby this
shoes?
You're playing with all, you win or lose
Why don't you try walking in my shoes?
You're gonna be making headline news
If you just try walking in my
or a fast train?
Oh, what a world my parents gave me
Always traveling but not in love
Still I think I'm doing fine
Wouldn't it be a lovely headline
I don't have to warn ya
Black clouds are coming
Go out, get a hand gun
Walk the streets of Houston
Headlines to the west
Skylines falling down
day
Then read it in the headlines
Watch it on the TV
Put it in the background
Stick it in the bag
Stick it in the bag
For the beautiful
Then read it in the headlines
Watch it on the TV
Put it in the background
Stick it in the bag
Stick it in the bag
For the beautiful occupation
want to dance 'til the break of day
To the music that we make
There's never been a sweeter sound
I want to wake the neighbors
Make the headlines in
or a fast train?
Oh, what a world my parents gave me
Always traveling but not in love
Still I think I'm doing fine
Wouldn't it be a lovely headline
Three sides to every story
Yours, mine
And, Monday morning's
Cupid's dead, headlines read,
Cupid's dead
Cupid's dead, headlines read,
Cupid's dead
sides to every story
Yours, mine
And, Monday morning's
Cupid's dead, headlines read,
Cupid's dead
Cupid's dead, headlines read,
Cupid's dead
day
Then read it in the headlines
Watch it on the TV
Put it in the background
Stick it in the bag
Stick it in the bag
For the beautiful
about how I do on these streets
They read about how I move how I eat
They see the headlines and know that I’m a beast
They know I run the game got my
Headline, bitch that ones for you Nathan
Motherfucker haha
That provisional spike colder than
Ice you feeling it
Cold as breath bound with dry
Ice
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