Songtexte Ocean - Ray Rizzle

(You're so lazy)
(ENVY!)
Feel like the walls are closing in
All I got is brothers, I ain't ever had a friend
Don't need no others we gone, keep it in the fan
Pay me my respect and I need it in advance
Baby bout her check she go crazy with her hands
And she look good in the Louis of the v
She a bad (uh), You know what a nigga sayin
Aint no lil' boy you gon treat me like a man
If its bout some money we gon put that shit in motion
Please dont get my brother pissed off cuz he be on shit
Sometimes i wanna dream in the middle of the ocean
Losing my brother that got me actin off emotions
Losing my grandma got me thinking about my childhood
Top Shazz me am I ok, and I say I'm good
Don't really talk about what I go through but I should
Make a movie documentary in my hood
It's kind of hard, but I make it look easy
I ain't going, my family really need me
Everybody, rooting for me to be on the TV
Imma blow up and make a song with Chris Breezy
Imma roll up and blow one with Justin Bieber

Flow sick like a nigga, got the fever
Think again if you thinking that I need ya
Walking through these streets, it get colder than a freezer
If I feel threatened and I'm taking it there
Brother go to Tri, then I'm saying a prayer
Whenever you want it, we can play it anyway
Ridin' through my city big blunts in the air

Lil P smacks, do not let that thing blow (uh)
Nigga you's a bitch what you got the stick for (uh)
When that money comes, I'm a buy six 4 (uh)
Rizzle don't stop cause you gons' get sold
When I touch that mill, my aunty getting a crib
5 rooms, Tori and Tasha and all the kids
I'mma show my momma how you really post to live
How you want to receive, but you don't ever want to give
Molly beat the case he ain't falling from the shoulder
V6 in the whip, but I need a better motor
Kek poured the whole damn fo' up in his soda
G's hit the lean at the bottom, now we ova
B Peep bring them bands and he bring them bands home
If the Peter T G's in Rovies they getting gone
Free my brothers Flig, Twist, Kis and I'm home
Guns and batitas had to get up off the phone
P's my big brother treat me like he from the hood
Biz got them 100's in his stacks no 20's
Sleep you forever in my favor, One love
Member when my auntie used to save up them pennies
Nas, he ballin on these niggaz, fuck a bleacher
Brodie like to step on niggaz necks wit his sneakers
Bitch i got stripes, But I ain't rockin' Addidas
Me and Big Ree kickin' shit like its FIFA
I believe in God praying for my cousin, Kreisha
She going get it right, it's for Papi and Alicia
I talk to God, I ain't talking to no preacher
(I aint talkin' to no preacher)