Текст песни 90 for the Rims (feat. Tim Lyre) - Tim Lyre , AYLØ

When the smoke is done, you know what's up girl, aah!
Leave it open love it'll sort itself out, I know!

Barely into missing
But you're different so I know my soul be dipping
Into wickers, better bone that biscuits
I might, sip a little
Red upon my whiskers

Oh Lord! Sweet for middle
Love it when it's simple baby girl I got to listen
Mediate my temples for my journey cuz it's written
Troubles on the way I got to figure out my distance
Dig this

Ain't no better reason to be igno-
Igno-rant as a ni- still thinking
Women ain't the victims in this world full of dicta-totrial
Personas and its mostly what the men say
She say or who starts calling you brother sensei!
You think you smarter get martyred just cuz the rent paid
Better keep a low profile no more addresses, uhh!
No more connecting, ah!
I'm more reflective

Reflective as the jacket that you're wearing
It's fashion baby recognize the fabrics, uh!
Don't ever bring unless it's on the cata-logue
I won't condone no rags already worn 'em all, yeah!

Yeah!
Oh! Round quarter past two
She say, "Timmy come speak inna me ears now
Me sef I go listen to you
Tell me what's the word where you at?
Is it warm, is it dark? Aye!
I hope it's not too much for you
Did you break any rules?
You got dust on your shoes
Any bruise, leave a mark where they where aiming for you?"

You say, "It's cool
I'm alive and I'm breathing
Kicking and screaming
Shattering ceilings
Firing season
Anywhere I go, dem fi know
'Cause I come in like Agbani Darego
Motherfuck all my foes, yeah!"

"Still I walk tall on my toes
In my thin stilettos
So don't worry bout me
How's the road?
Cause I seen you on the up with all your bros"

Well I'm grateful for friends
And for those who believed this could grow
Wouldn't leave me alone cause they knew just how far we could go