paroles de chanson P&J's - Cell the Great

All I wanted was some Polo
You know living Yolo
I was grinding for days
For some Polo and J's
I was out there trying to get it
I just wanted Polo and J's
I was out there trying lick shit
I just wanted Polo and J's
All I wanted was some Polo
You know living Yolo
I was grinding for days
For some Polo and J's
I was out there trying to get it
I just wanted Polo and J's
I was out there trying lick shit
I just wanted Polo and J's

Living for the ends
Never dying to be broke
Coasting through the beat
Feeling fresh like some soap
The purp got me tripping
Yet my vision getting clearer
Ok look boom
Picture me
Perfectly putting pen and pad
With my position as a activist
I'm pass playing
Potentially popping people
If you mess with my
Perfect parallel passage
This Draco
Have you pissing on yourself
Like a baby in a pampers
Hip hop champion
Has arrived
I'm the cheat code
Who I be
They call me
Cell the Great
I'm fly
As high
As planes in sky
I'm on cloud nine
Pause
Sick rhymes
Covid nineteen
I spit crack and it's
Hard for you to kick rock
I body the track
This verse is like a gun shot
To the dome
ATL where I call home
Tackling the money
Like Matt Ryan getting sack
Lift ya wrist
What it say
My time
Violators will get devoured and ingested
Demonstrating the definition of amazing
This is real hip hop let ya head bop
I'm from the C where everybody guns stay cocked
Different type of breed
Lyrical specialist
On some hot shit
Blazing like hot sauce
Straight to Esophagus

All I wanted was some Polo
You know living Yolo
I was grinding for days
For some Polo and J's
I was out there trying to get it
I just wanted Polo and J's
I was out there trying lick shit
I just wanted Polo and J's
All I wanted was some Polo
You know living Yolo
I was grinding for days
For some Polo and J's
I was out there trying to get it
I just wanted Polo and J's
I was out there trying lick shit
I just wanted Polo and J's

I take a puff of the Runtz
Then take the ink
And murder Niggas wildly
Must be kamikaze
Leave you hooked to iv's
Concrete rhyming
My shit be timeless
Beyond the clock
It's Priceless
Slaves being free type shit
Nine in one hand
Bag in the other
I was addicted to the fast money
The streets was paying more than
Them jobs that wasn't calling
Long road trip
Gun no mask
We in and out
Money in one hand
Less than a minute
Back to I-ninety
Next morning
Beachwood place
To buy some Polo and J's
Hot boy type thing
Too much Belly and Paid and full
I got reckless
Got shot at
Almost lost my life
The shit was hectic
My Niggas got called in
Got token away
Never see the sky again
Never to see the day huh
I had to look at myself in the mirror
And understand was being fly
Worth doing some years bruh
But Fuck it

All I wanted was some Polo
You know living Yolo
I was grinding for days
For some Polo and J's
I was out there trying to get it
I just wanted Polo and J's
I was out there trying lick shit
I just wanted Polo and J's
All I wanted was some Polo
You know living Yolo
I was grinding for days
For some Polo and J's
I was out there trying to get it
I just wanted Polo and J's
I was out there trying lick shit
I just wanted Polo and J's