Amin TMK - Never Mid paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Never Mid - Amin TMK



I smell pussy Nigga
God damn it
Close ya mouth
(Eat Money)
If it's a beef Nigga
I'ma let it go Nigga
In the deep South
We don't play about Nigga
We'll lay ya down Nigga
You won't be bound Nigga
If you I know you know I know Nigga
Do you really know Niggas?
I really know Niggas
If we beef we beef
Leave you with no Niggas
It's how it goes Nigga
It's how it goes
I walk in the room Nigga
You know what it is Nigga
Short dense never mid Nigga
Known to swing the fist Nigga
I'm a break the fence nigga
Like when we was kids nigga
Ain't no defence nigga
Like Damien nigga
Ya blood line's end nigga
These legs goin' spin niggas
Then I pick a treat nigga
Lick somethin sweet nigga
Tell her bring a friend nigga
See how she bend nigga
If you know you know
You know I know Niggas
Do you really know Niggas
I really know Niggas
If we beef we beef
I'II leave you with
No niggas it's how it goes nigga (it's how it goes nigga)
In the presence of a pimp nigga
You should genuflect nigga
Show respect nigga we up next nigga
This a flex nigga
I'm a get the neck nigga
Haunt her spirit
Like I used a hex nigga
Use protects nigga
If you know you know nigga
On her knees nigga
We goin' flood the floor nigga
A low bow nigga
I aim and I go nigga
A tank holds four nigga
If you know you know nigga (you know you know)
Yoppa aimed up
We gone shoot the moon nigga
Trying to boo up
She want she a new nigga
Shake a tail feather
Jazz Valarie June nigga
I'II see her soon nigga
She said we gone spoon nigga
If you know you know
You know I know niggas
Do you really know niggas
I really know niggas
I put the grass in the paper like the last bit of anger
Still moving independent, raise a glass to the majors
Mama working in the field, papa voice is in the wind
Higher than Mount Olympus, trick I feel like Big Krit
I was fried then a fish, stacking bread like my chips
She dog me in my sleep, I was tied in a bitch
Going Dutch with my split, your heroes are my opps nigga
I despise chopping monsters 30 times my size
Rolodex like Pokedex, origami collar, who's folding next
Fresher than bounty, fresher than death
Coat with insanity, dope as in casualty
Only wings floating to greet you when you chief
The only thing come to a sleeper is a dream
These parables my soul is reap, I pray the lord my soul to keep
They said my tone was ovaltine, your sense of self you owe to me
What do you call the lines besides a racist eyes, Jim Crow's feet
Jim Crow's feet you get it (Jim's aight)
It's just me and me amigos, we came up from zero
Now I'm lakeside shooing seagulls (get outta here)
Shots at the throne while I'm looking regal (oh my God)
If we beef, there ain't no sequel (there ain't none)
The Rari not street legal, the Ram a turbo diesel
We like Ferguson and Palestine, got that curfew
After nine, break the rules, fuck they time
My girl want me on alkaline
I read Che, don't go off vibes
We keep them things so we survive
Look alive look alive to the day I die
Till the day I see Allah
We ain't with the rah rah
We look up to Shottas
Black Jews and Rastas
Prioritize, mob ties
12 yelling shots fired
Trigger finger and it's not tired
Colour your shirt like tie-dye
Go home and puff lala



Writer(s): Amin Dallal


Amin TMK - Stages of Grief
Album Stages of Grief
date de sortie
15-05-2024




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