paroles de chanson Plush - Beta

We gone start from the string
This a different cloth
Make my own type of suit
I'ma different boss (yeah, yeah)

We gone start from the string
This a different cloth
Make my own type of suit
I'ma different boss
You ain't scratch off nigga
You can't call the boss
That's the future self talking
I aint take no lost
Need some islands on my side
Ain't no help, they lost
Foundation been disruptive
Magnitude is floss
Mean the earth gone shake
Got the laundry on
Spin cycle tornado
Better fly along
Got some whites and some blacks
They get fucking washed
Got some colors in the back
They need fucking God
64 in the pack
I just been the one
Get Messi if they trash
We gone kick in one (Goal!)
Score a point for the past
We the future ones
Now they wanna shake some ass
For these future ones
Watching blues
Let it rain, I ain't motivated
Mind open, eyes open
Time to show the sun (Plush)

Hommie I'ma ball
This the dream, no cut
Bet you get the diamond
And the ring gone cut
Wrote the whole scrip
This a hit, no cuts
Gold-digging bitch on my dick
Yeah, plush
Go though the rumble
With the fame, few cuts
Call me that drive
This my lane you cut
2020 vision my incision gone cut
Extraordinary scottie, beam me up (plush)

Give 'em this the truth, this the bar
Check the manuscript
Got power in my hands
I'ma ghost with this
Wont drown with the sea
Davy Jones locker
Got flex and seal
Hope the hoes proper
Got stitches in my pocket
I'm my own doctor
Gotta get the money back
Like a known mobster
Operation eat good
Where spaghetti pasta
Al dente tasting puro
When you live life
They ain't never been free
To live a real life
Ima lion for my people
Sight beyond sight

Feel the future in my hands
They can't be rabbits
Get ya retina up boy
You gone need carrots
Money signs don't mean a thing
Unless you do damage
Like head crack for the stress
Got the pot lavish (Dale)

This the teachings of a god
Though the sun and ashes
Play with me, I'll get smoke
Pompey to ashes
God!