B$N - Letter paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Letter - B$N



This a letter to my friends, I hope you miss me when I'm gone
Trigger on the opposition, diss me and they're gone
Im drifting out of consciousness, you're with me then you're not
Im with the gang but I ain't repping if you kill me then its hot
This money make a nigga anxious, like come take the shit I got
I fell in love with the paper, then I swapped it for the guap
I fell in love with the paper then I swapped it for the guap
And still I'm repping blue but I ain't fed like diss the cops
Focused on the bread we left it out and found it still stale
Raised in the strip, chips aside like its a kids meal
He smoking like a chimney, got me coughing when I inhale
Kids killing children like they're imitating Israel
High speed chase like trust me youngen make that turn again
Im paying for her silicone cuz she just got it done again
Busy repping blue like what's the matter with the bloods again
Found her bloodied up, like guess it that time of the month again
On a backroad, I press the pedals on a hardly bend
It's 5000 minimum when I'm looking at the RPM
Chasing like I'm playing GTA, but I can't start again
With power comes responsibility like Peter Parker said
Frame the innocent they shaped the rope like a bow tie
This Rolly from the 80s, guess I'm looking after old time
Gems at my disposal got me looking like a coal mine
He switched up on his colours like it Tevez back in 09
This a letter to my friends, I hope you miss me when I'm gone
Trigger on the opposition, diss me and they're gone
Im drifting out of consciousness, you're with me then you're not
Im with the gang but I ain't repping if you kill me then its hot
This money make a nigga anxious, like come and take the shit I got
I fell in love with the paper, then I swapped it for the guap
I fell in love with the paper then I swapped it for the guap
And still I'm repping blue but I ain't fed like diss the cops
I'm with 2 Gs, it's like Gucci wanna sponsor me
Told every dealer thank my fiends for the economy
I seen the queen's face and fell in love with the monarchy
Like Arsenal I'm holding 16s like he's robbing me
Like Arsenal I keep her on the wing, Maitland Niles
Got me finding out my moms in a storage box facility
My niggas rock out in all camo, it's like the military
I'm rocking out putting Adele, like bitch come sing for me
I used to carry tools till the school kids snitched on me
I'm learning that my school crush, had a thing for me
I keep my friends secret from the gang that hit with me
I look at shak and his woman, like put a ring for me
I look at Aadam and his woman, like put a ring on each
Put me on the list and have me read out what G thinks of me
Come as one united read your vows for this synergy
I need a woman glued to my heart like will she stick with me
This a letter to my friends, I hope you miss me when I'm gone
Trigger on the opposition, diss me and they're gone
Im drifting out of consciousness, you're with me then you're not
Im with the gang but I ain't repping if you kill me then its hot
This money make a nigga anxious, like come take the shit I got
I fell in love with the paper, then I swapped it for the guap
I fell in love with the paper then I swapped it for the guap
And still I'm repping blue but I ain't fed like diss the cops



Writer(s): Bee Dollar


B$N - For The Last
Album For The Last
date de sortie
14-11-2021




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