paroles de chanson ANXIETY - Beam

Zone 6, nigga
Pyrex Whippa (Pyrex)
Yeah, yeah

(Yuh) the flow wetter than CAT off rip, uh-huh
Let me tell you a story I was a jit, uh-huh
Bad company comin' in like a kiss, uh-huh
I was hangin' around there just like a cliff, uh-huh
Uh, we were the boys on the strip, uh-huh (Yeah)
Swipin' on Christmas like the Grinch, uh-huh
And we takin' a hit before the lick, uh-huh

Last car we hit, he done snitched, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I ain't do it, I ain't do it
Do a ting officer
Handcuff, uh-huh
Click-click, uh

Fight with mama, uh-huh
Ding-ding, uh-huh
Kept me in, uh
Got a green card, uh-huh
It was a hard, uh-huh
Like the the beat, uh-huh
She said don't get deported, you're on the brink, uh-huh
Every day is a bullet to my clip, uh-huh
I'ma flip, uh-huh

A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y

The boy higher than a UFO blimp, mm
Fly from Otown party ah keep, mm
Drive down Wynnwood Bezi and tings, mm
If ya deh so with her friend watch don't bother blink, mm

Next ting you know, they took out every ting

All of me money, mm-mm
Bling-bling, mm-mm
Fendi bag, mm-mm
Shoe string, mm-mm
I musta karma whatta bim bim, mm
Mi eye dem low like mister Chin-Chin, mm
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y ting, mm

God has a humor, it's a real ting, mm-mm
Beam use to thief out the people dem ting, mm-mm

Full circle come round like dey swing, mm-mm

Offspring, mm-mm

Tinga-tingaling, mm-mm
And mi pray let me ways me nah bother thief anything anyway
And still I got

A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y

A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, I got A-N-X-I-E-T-Y