Nick Gray - Fairweather Lyrics

Lyrics Fairweather - Nick Gray



Left side ring when money call me,
Aim high so I always hit the target,
We finish whatever we get started,
They listen to me like I'm the sergeant,
I got the overhead, ya,
I'll never owe ya bread,
If you my dog then I'll throw ya bread, ya,
No barking we quiet creep up and we hunt,
I'ma go and then go again, ya,
She'll love me to my death, ya,
Reup then reup then reup then reup then reup we up again, ya,
Fuck a fair weather friend, ya,
I count mine on my hand, ya,
This was all in the plan, ya,
This scheme gonna get us grands,
I started with 20 grams, ya,
This shit was all hand to hand, ya,
I built this shit outta bricks,
Literally pounds, I took the risk,
Grew up in the cold that shit was brisk,
My baby got thicker a cup a bisque,
I took my shots and couple missed,
But I made the most of the ones that hit,
Not everyone wins I'm the one who did,
I'm older but still I'm the fuckin kid,
The engine that could I'm the one who did, ya,
Now they can't tell me shit,
Left side ring when money call me,
Aim high so I always hit the target,
We finish whatever we get started,
They listen to me like I'm the sergeant,
Yea I count and I don't lose track,
I go to sleep on the fuckin pack,
Moved up to a p and I bought a Mac,
I got connections like I'm with a company all my
Company to the rack,
I count some racks then I take a nap,
Take a bus home to work with my
Dad, go back to the city and its a wrap,
Yea we gettin money it stay with the family,
We came from immigrants fought through insanity,
My Grammy was broke but she never got broken,
Seen where I came from it turned me to an animal,
Comin for blood now I feel like I'm Hannibal,
Pride in this life over everything
Tangible, shout out my dogs when we roll In a pack,
I turned to a wolf now I got my own back,
I was depressed till I counted a stack,
That feeling the best when you get it all back,
I change my phone every couple months,
You ain't worth shit less you doublin up,
We don't start nothin cause we just want money,
But trust you don't want any trouble with us,
That's why I stay low while I'm movin this
Work cause I'm tryna get rich without fucki



Writer(s): Nicholas Gray


Nick Gray - Fairweather
Album Fairweather
date of release
17-10-2018




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