paroles de chanson Another Holiday - Avelino

Just got back from another holiday
Needed a getaway, I got away
Airplane mode and I got off the plane, yeah
New chain looking off the chain
When everyone′s an opp, it's hard to operate
But guys from the hood are not hood guys only
We can do more, man, I always tell my niggas
I always kept my chin up now I chill in chinchillas
Yeah, blue lagoons with my goons
Got the green rolled and the cigars too
I′m in red bottoms, there a baboon on my shoes
And a monkey on my face from the jungle to the views
Listening to Kendrick, I was humble as a yutе
I won't lie, I was a runner, I ain't running from the truth
Grеw up in Tottenham that spurred me on, it′s true
And even though we fly Emirates, I′m gunning for the youth

Yeah, I'm in the villa with the villains
Brought every man who never asked for a bringing
Don′t ask how I'm doing when you see the way I′m living
How you thinking 'bout your ex with all these exotic womens?
What I said to my dawg
I was in the ends with my dawg
On the block but on the fence with my dawg
And I only ever left because I entered the charts
First time I got the W, I went to The Shard
Now I′m somewhere overseas in a G-Wagon and I roll with G's
Gucci sliders on me but I know defeat
Four hundred for the tee, they tried to get on top of me
And now it's LV shorts but the drips in my jeans
Yeah, but still the money calling
In the foreign country so it ain′t a foreign
Blue Marlin, I′m with a new darling
And she wanna ride with me but the crew's stalling, ooh

Yeah, too caught up in the vibe
Couple man have died so I let ′em live life
Might switch whips but I'll never switch sides
Going in with my brother ′cause he been inside
Yeah, praise be to Allah
Started forward-thinking, it paid me in advance
Life try take me out, I said, "Take me to the stars"
Forever young fire in my heart, I pray I never lose my spark
I don't even smoke but I′ll bill it by a palm tree
World in my palm, just chilling with my chargie
Talking 'bout the days that we didn't have a car key
Now the G 63′s khaki
All thanks to the verses I′m in Versace
Racks on the pool table, pool party
Knew my ting was different, man could never tell me different
I know ego kills but it made a nigga kill it, ayy