paroles de chanson ^It's Cool / I Meditate^ - A-Lux

I'm grinding, everyday
Your highness, in every way
It's cool bro, I meditate
And that rap shit, I'll assimilate
Left a few stains in the back of the Chevrolet
Parked in the alleyway, cuz of the cabernet
Boss really thinkin' I'm sort of the protege
But I'm taking hoe lemme float away
I'm puffin, puffin, puffin
Floatin' like I'm Kirby
Couple pints I snagged with Murphy
Got the kid so chirpy
And I see her ass, it's curvy
That hair is really curly
And she turned around, god damn
Imma need the lord, have mercy
Imma need a couple, perc me
I just hope she tryna work me
I just hope my dick is worthy
Man, that Insta got me thirsty
I'm sinning so much that I might need the clergy
My lungs are so black and my nose in a flurry
The kid is a devil so find me in Jersey
I just got an ounce and I flipped it plus thirty

They tweeting tweeting tweeting
And they beefing beefing beefing
The kid just out here scheming
While I'm leaning leaning leaning
When it comes to bud, I'm dealing
When it comes to her, I'm feenin
When it comes to drip, I'm freezin
In my whip I'm out here speedin
They tweeting tweeting tweeting
And they beefing beefing beefing
The kid just out here scheming
While I'm leaning leaning leaning
When it comes to bud, I'm dealing
When it comes to her, I'm feenin
When it comes to drip, I'm freezin
In my whip I'm out here speedin

Colorado kush it got me stargazing
Do you wanna take a trip to Mars, baby
Do you wanna hang up in the stars baby
Yeah, yeah

Homie I'm flyin' like Zion
King of the jungle, got heart of a lion
Producers in Russia, it's like I be spying
Murder these beats and I call them all Mayans
I don't look at charts but I'm rising
Spit a few caps when I rap but I'm trying
Lyrics got mama and papa Druse crying
I need an outlet for my writing
I feel so alive when I'm rhyming
I don't really care if it's corny or cheesey
T-Bell with the bro, burritos is beefy
Watchin Prem League on a Wednesday evening
Know that my color deceiving
Got olive tones but I'm really just creamy
I am the plug, go and say tree me
Gettin' that hot box looking all steamy
Doin' work on the block I be dreamy
I'm at the club and we sippin' martinis
We headed home and she speakin that Spanish
Tryna get lost in her wonderful tee tees
Get that bish on my pp
Make quick work of that chi-chi
Oh, we looking so gleamy
Imma put her to sleep it's too easy