paroles de chanson Power - Chezzo

Whoo
Gang
Ay
Put this one on bro
Whoo
On gang
It ain't over imma tell y'all that

Been moving state to state, I'm just trying to be a star
I stay closed off to the public, fasho estoy cerrada
I never get a thank you, but I'll still be like, de nada
She want money for her kids, but bitch I ain't the father
Love to South Carolina, I'm on my way to Tampa
I might've met my soulmate and found her in Atlanta
Know thats crazy, feel like its Christmas like I met Santa
Hablo español, like I come straight from Havana

Pero, un poco, could always turn into a lot
My mental so eventful, always got some space to jot
Life so unpredictable, you always gotta switch the plot
How the fuck you finna tell me try to be sum that I'm not
I come different, switch it up, just gotta listen
God gone have my back regardless, I ain't tied to no religion
Not gone force the puzzle piece in the slot if it ain't fitting
I ain't eating from no checkers, it taste good but it have you shitting
I'm still trying to find whats missing, even if I'm moving risky
Forgot who did me wrong, but I'm knowing that they miss me
Forever staying thankful, anytime shit could get sticky
Watch yo back cause niggas snaking, like a prank they're moving tricky
Ay, most people really moving flaky
My energy like an earthquake, come in contact, it's shaking
My vibe just so immaculate, got so much real, no faking
Come with so much real, being fake to me is some shit I be forsaking
Been in a dark place, I'm taking back my power
Was shown not to worry, things could change within an hour
Downtown, bright lights, see my vision in my sight
Bad bitch, so fine, while she ride me like a bike
Push the gas, fuck the brakes, ain't no telling when we stopping
The melody just hitting, know it leave yo speaker knocking
I'm steady reminiscing on the times of pocket watching
Walk up and take yo shit, now we got our own motion

Watch yo tongue when you speaking on me, still don't give a fuck
I'm tryna make a play, yo I'm so tired of being stuck
Gone race over the speed limit while i cop a buff
Nigga I ain't meaning hooping when I'm playin for the bucks
Can't let em catch me lacking gotta keep my shit tucked
And on God if they do, then thats just outta pure luck
Playing wit a nigga money that gone get yo ass struck
Sneaky link coochie was stank, so I just want my dick sucked

I don't just speak anything in my song bro
I be speaking real shit
And I'll forever speak that real shit
Remember that
It ain't over, till it over