Lyrics:
a fool
We wan money let's get revenue
We want money I see decimals
Hella blues
Medical
All up on my pedestal
I can't seem to let it go
They told me too
talking sex play my tape hear the interlude
If we're talking cheques getting paid I've been in the mood
I don't mean to flex I'm on stage check the revenue
Mais, c'que je sais......
Elle est jamais revenue nan.
Elle est jamais revenue nan.
Elle est jamais revenue nan, elle est jamais revenue nan....Nan Nan
There's no else besides you
Focused on my revenue
She want me the spend the night
But she know I gotta get the loot
Pull up on a coupe
Let's go
Am not taking sh*t from Fu**ers
so stop calllin' me your brother
stop calling your brother
Am not Holy neither you
busy chasing revenue
I need
out my business
I can't stand counting through all this revenue
Had some brothers die for this that was they avenue
Up in heaven over rendezvous cliches
Revenue's up need new numbers. If you new us you would love us.
Yea.. yea.. yea ..
I can hardly wait to start it up. I'm flying like a g5 lately. Standing
a classroom
Everybody mad cause I'm doing what I gotta do
But I don't entertain none of that, Im bout my revenue
Niggas hate me cause I'm trying to be the best
chasing revenue
Bitch who are you
They telling me I changed I'm brand new
Burning all these bridges, look at all the residue
If you got a problem with me
Ta maman est revenue
Rose, Rose
Revenue avec trois belles robes
Rose, Rose
Une pour toi, une pour moi
Rose, Rose
Et une autre pour elle
Rose, Rose
Je l'ai trouvée devant ma porte
Un soir, que je rentrais chez moi
Partout, elle me fait escorte
Elle est revenue, elle est là
La renifleuse des
Thinking 'bout my life, all this revenue
Seeing what's ahead got my line of sight
How am I in reality?
Tried to do my thing but you caught me
Ahhh
revenue revenue
Is coming from outer space
Do what you gotta do gotta do
To satisfy your cravings
And get your fix
What if I told you tomorrow
That you were
Balmains
We got the bat like a ball game
Run up a check on my avenue
I'm tryna stack up the revenue, flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors
LA SOLITUDE
Je l'ai trouvée devant ma porte,
Un soir que je rentrais chez moi,
Partout, elle me fait escorte,
Elle est revenue, là voilà,
La
revoilà , bon Dieu que la vie est bète,
Revenue dans mon vieux quartier
La revoilà ma petite église
Et chez moi rien n'a changé... rien!
Rien, sinon mon
told me this mornin'
Revenue men'll be back again
Oh, listen you men
Don't you let him in
Listen, you men
Don't you let him in
Well, they might catch me
Je l'ai trouvée devant ma porte
Un soir, que je rentrais chez moi
Partout, elle me fait escorte
Elle est revenue, la voilà
La renifleuse des
De quelles Amériques
En passant par quelles Atlantiques
En me tombant de quelles nues
Ce soir m'es-tu revenue?
Ne m'en dis rien, ne parle pas
suivant leurs dictats xénophobes,
On chasserait tous les microbes.
Attention mon ami, je l'ai vue.
Méfie-toi, la bête est revenue!
C'est une hydre au
Je l'ai trouvée devant ma porte
Un soir, que je rentrais chez moi
Partout, elle me fait escorte
Elle est revenue, la voilà
La renifleuse des
Revenue touching my palms
I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up
I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff
I balanced down and now I'm flying above
I
told me this mornin'
Revenue men'll be back again
Oh, listen you men
Don't you let him in
Listen, you men
Don't you let him in
Well, they might catch me
Lord, the revenue men is ridin', boy, you'd better look out
(Aw, sure, if it ain't Purvis)
Lord, the revenue men is ridin', boy, you'd better look
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