Текст песни Borders - Michael South feat. Kooley
Did
a
lotta
thangs
switch
lanes
don't
change
Chilling
with
the
gang
Michael
always
let
it
bang
Had
lotta
problems
when
I
ran
into
the
fame
Then
I
took
a
flight
to
Russia
at
the
party
let
it
rain
Shawty
finna
drop
it
down
pick
her
up
just
like
a
crane
Always
smoking
marry
Jane
got
no
time
for
a
lame
When
I
pull
up
to
party
everybody
scream
my
name
We
done
did
a
lotta
things
never
flakin'
on
the
gang
Know
I
always
keep
the
smoke
imma
fade
into
the
smoke
Don't
you
ever
try
play
me
I'm
turn
you
into
a
ghost
Tell
me
how
you
wanna
travel
on
a
plane
or
boat?
Got
The
world
in
my
hands
so
they
call
the
kid
the
goat
Niggas
always
tryna
try
me
so
I
gotta
keep
the
smoke
We
rich
not
broke
so
better
you
keep
yo
hoe
Had
a
party
at
yo
mansion
and
we
tear
it
down
the
flow
Can't
no
body
steal
my
flow
xix
we
finna
blow
Scream
free
my
brother
July
cuz
they
got
em
on
the
row
Don't
you
ever
trust
a
hoe
they
gone
put
you
on
the
row
Always
smoke
gas
got
it
burning
real
slow
Always
count
cash
cuz
that's
all
I
really
know
Always
move
fast
cuz
that's
all
I
really
know
Shoutout
Michael
in
the
flow
cuz
we
really
finna
blow
Purple
purple
nice
ambience
Got
high
like
the
aliens
And
ride
Benz
got
my
suit
and
tie
I'm
tied
up
guess
who's
the
man
Started
rap
shit
on
accident
Came
off
better
than
yall
on
accident
Shooters
on
battlement
If
you
inadequate
I'm
calling
your
doctors
and
ambulance
Still
no
new
friends,
understand
I'm
on
new
plans
on
bands
finance
on
stacks
I'm
hustling
hard
to
put
on
some
commas
and
billies
and
all
in
advance
Nighttime
I
needing
me
brain
dance
Pardon
me
ladies
no
offence
It's
on
your
hands
put
in
your
time
for
exerting
yourself
I
might
show
you
my
gentleman
Still
connecting
borders
Still
connecting
borders
We
connecting
borders
Killers
round
the
corners
(Run
it)
Trillest
round
here
better
say
none
Defending
yourself
with
the
fake
guns
(Ugh)
I'm
laughing
off
your
colored
buns
Man
shut
the
fuck
up
where
my
green
pots
Heard
you
pull
up
but
you
packin'
with
fiens
Imma
pull
up
but
we
packin'
with
beams
Niggas
just
hate
cuz
they
not
on
the
team
Won't
give
her
dick
cuz
she
begging
me
please
Motherfucking
wallet
is
still
full
of
signs
Adjusting
the
set
made
these
hoes
to
go
blind
I'm
killing
the
game
but
nobody
to
find
(He'll
put
you
in
the
grave
early)
We
been
pretty
we
been
wild
Got
her
ass
up
got
her
mouth
wide
Just
put
that
on
mind
that
that
bitch
is
one
of
a
kind
She
asking
for
D?
That's
one
of
a
kind
Did
a
lotta
thangs
switch
lanes
don't
change
Chilling
with
the
gang
Michael
always
let
it
bang
Had
lotta
problems
when
I
ran
into
the
fame
Then
I
took
a
flight
to
Russia
at
the
party
let
it
rain
Shawty
finna
drop
it
down
pick
her
up
just
like
a
crane
Always
smoking
marry
Jane
got
no
time
for
a
lame
When
I
pull
up
to
party
everybody
scream
my
name
We
done
did
a
lotta
things
never
flakin
on
the
gang
Man
get
your
shit
together
bruh
bruh
Talk
nice,
talk
nice
bitch!
Shout
out
Michael
you
already
know
what
it
is
We
balling
we
real
superstars
over
here
XIX
shit
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1 Xfiles (feat. Skolo & Hxdi Stross)
2 Laser Guided
3 Borders
4 You Know
5 Nice to Eat You (Skit)
6 Being the Man
7 Rage
8 Freezing
9 Thoughts (Skit)
10 Secrets
11 Inner State
12 Southside
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