paroles de chanson 8seventeen - Tony Lxve , BigMars

We are the boogeymen coming put em in six underneath
I've been out with my hooligans
Take em to school again way that I
Way that I shoot at them
Like how I drive i been having my foot on them
I got my eye on the prize
Eight seventeen till I go to the sky
Drugs be the vice
Fuck your advice I do better in danger
Come from the dark man this shit could get stranger
Talk to a cop with flip of a finger
Get in a fight just to take out my anger
I got the power i feel like a ranger
I am the shit they gon hate when linger
Y'all getting bodied but I'm just a singer
Ya bitch keep my song as her personal ringer

Never been good so I won't pretend
So I think we should switch the topic
Man I am not one of them
You see all this gold that I'm sitting in
She hit me for addy or Ritalin
These niggas they nervous they shivering
I'm up in yo bitch and she quivering, bitch
Bitch I just cut the middle man
Work to the ceiling fan, maybe a pelican
Me and brethren, start us a fellowship
Need me some melanin white girls cant handle it
Speak out the truth then I'm vanishing
Heard he was talking, I finished him
Finnegan shit with my pen again
Cut out the middle man, nigga I'm selling it, bitch