paroles de chanson Weekends In The Perry's (feat. Boldy James) - Boldy James , Benny The Butcher
You
gotta
talk
to
niggas
in
the
language
they
can
understand
It's
crazy
I
got
Al
up
this
late,
ha
Ayo,
some
shit
you
ain't
gon'
never
change,
so
don't
worry
'bout
it
It's
the
way
it
always
been
Real
shit
though
Yo,
word
to
every
block
in
my
city,
they
heard
I
got
it
And
my
track
record
certainly
show
I
deserve
the
homage
(uh)
And
they
refer
to
my
shit
like
Malcolm
X,
words
of
knowledge
Cookin'
coke,
burnin'
product
was
only
a
learnin'
process
Steppin'
on
a
brick
of
fentanyl
'fore
you
heard
about
it
(me)
And
my
phone
used
to
ring
so
much
you
get
nervous
'round
me
(me)
Cut
ties
with
the
game,
the
same
shit
that
certified
me
All
my
clientele
gone,
miss
the
customer
service
by
me
Yeah,
they
just
like
me,
all
my
pie
flippers
Ties
to
Virginia
like
Teddy
Riley,
since
rap
I
been
treadin'
lighty
They
mad
I'm
back
rappin'
'bout
dope
again,
never
mind
me
(fuck
it)
The
pressure
from
my
pen
made
them
rap
a
lil'
better,
finally
They
crooked,
bendin'
the
rules,
rappers
I
considered
'em
cool
But
when
you
talkin'
most
authentic,
then
who
gon'
fit
in
my
shoes?
I'm
livin'
my
truth,
sky
is
the
only
limit
I
knew
From
drug
dealin'
to
music,
I
mean,
what
didn't
I
do?
(What?)
Who
didn't
I
put
on?
Took
Ls
and
then
I
regroup
(I
regroup)
On
a
shoestring
budget,
I
showed
them
what
I
could
do
(yeah)
Ask
Jake
and
ask
Cap
'bout
the
bosses
that
I
produced
I'm
West
best
investment,
but
that's
between
me
and
you,
ah
Always
been
that
way
(that's
how
it
always
been)
Come
on,
that
shit
ain't
never
gonna
change
Just
gonna
continue
straight
ahead
And
that's
the
one
thing
that's
never
gonna
change
The
way
things
have
always
been
Had
to
quit
blazin'
cigarettes
(uh-huh)
Was
two-timin'
my
dame,
I'm
a
bigamist
But
the
gang
half
of
the
blame,
I
live
with
regret
(yeah)
My
brain
a
bit
of
a
wreck
All
this
stress
and
strain
left
it
disconnect
(whoa)
Cheffin'
up
all
the
'caine
in
that
kitchenette
(skrrt)
Acquainted
with
big
as
X
who
filthied
up
my
name
just
to
split
a
check
Feel
like
I
been
betrayed
by
my
silhouette,
mistakes
made
to
correct
How
I
deal
with
the
fame
made
me
get
upset
(ayy)
Treated
the
same
way
that
I
lived
with
death,
shit
weigh'
a
nigga
down
Refrainin'
from
different
stages
of
self-neglect
Give
me
chills
in
my
veins,
takin'
whatever's
left
(whoa,
cold)
From
everything
that
was
tooken
in
blatant
disrespect
For
good,
better,
best,
wouldn't
trade
it
for
less
(whatever)
Took
everything
that
came
with
it,
and
that
came
with
a
check
But
yet
and
still
a
nigga
rich
off
pain
and
depressed
Chasin'
a
letterhead,
ain't
got
a
case
to
catch
David
Blaine
with
the
press,
tame
the
dog
and
made
it
fetch
What
else?
Come
on,
that
shit
ain't
never
gonna
change
It's
been
goin'
on
since
the
beginning
of
time
And
that's
the
one
thing
that's
never
gonna
change
The
way
things
have
always
been
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