paroles de chanson How I Started - Anthony 1999

(Aye, aye)
Retarded how a nigga started (yea)
Came up, nigga departed (yea)
Fuck a bitch nigga, real artist (yea)
Got up out the street and I was parched (yea)
Coming out the bitch and it was dark (yea)
Pussy getting wetter cause my arch (yea)
My shot getting sharp (yea)

Dumping on a nigga no cartridge (huh)
Nigga with a pussy and heart
Meanwhile, looking in the mirror, Lionheart
Meanwhile, pussy getting stretched over March (yea)
Peak jealousy when I drop, yea
Niggas wanna see me like I'm Pac (yea)
(Aye, aye)
Baby wanna see me, she on top (yea)
In and out, workin' on my hop
Plus I put my all in, fuck the clock
Nigga you ain't going all in? You better stop
Freak bitch and the pussy getting popped
Know a fuck nigga and the nigga ain't
Tryna fuck with me, but these niggas can't

Know they lemonade (Aye, aye, aye)
But this shit ain't staged (huh)
Like a dinner date (Aye, aye)
Fuck niggas getting ate
Need a fuckin' cane (Aye, aye)
How I carry everything (yea)
I ain't feeling pain
Nigga everything straight

Know she feeling pain
I was in the pussy, I was causing heartaches
Fuck all that shit, I got newer days
Know when I come around I'm fuckin' on ya face
Baby don't, let me down
Know the opps shortlived like they in the grave
See when I, settled down
Niggas still popped out doing shiesty things

(Aye, aye)
Retarded how a nigga started (yea)
Came up, nigga departed (yea)
Fuck a bitch nigga, real artist (yea)
Got up out the street and I was parched (yea)
Coming out the bitch and it was dark (yea)
Pussy getting wetter cause my arch (yea)
My shot getting sharp (yea)

My heart getting dark
The bitch tore it apart
Say she want boots from Clark's
I'm tryna get parts in there
Big body, no I can't park in there
Blonde bitch but I want the one witH darker hair
Crazy how you left I thought you cared
Put my heart in a box and it's locked in there
Getting to this money, it's a lot to share
She don't need a seat cause my face is her chair
Grab the blunts downstairs
No amusement, life far from fair
Wait, remember when the shit got started?
Every song gone get charted
All my dogs they ball like Barkley
Beat a nigga up in the party, ain't start it

(Aye, aye)
Retarded how a nigga started (yea)
Came up, nigga departed (yea)
Fuck a bitch nigga, real artist (yea)
Got up out the street and I was parched (yea)
Coming out the bitch and it was dark (yea)
Pussy getting wetter cause my arch (yea)
My shot getting sharp (yea)