Chris Meadows - Fye paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Fye - Chris Meadows



I got shake
I got shade
I can throw it
Anyway
Got that burn
It ain't mace
See the look
On yo face
You ain't safe
You ain't safe
Know I'll never catch case man
Pull up to yo place
Any day like the mail man
You a opp
You a snake
They gone get ya when you sleep
You a lame
You got drama
You should be on TNT
I don't know if you real
Told em they can't roll with me
Look at God
He gone bless me
It's like all I do sneeze
Pull up and they squeeze
Feel it in your chest
You want problems what you need
I'll put you with the rest
You gon jump me what you mean
We was playing chess
Dream bout money when I'm sleep
Probably when I'm dead
I got shake
I got shade
I can throw it
Anyway
Got that burn
It ain't mace
See the look
On yo face
You ain't safe
You ain't safe
Know I'll never catch case man
Pull up to yo place
Any day like the mail
I run game
Do my thang
From the burg we gon bang
I'm the barber run a fade
Imma cut em like a spade
Know my homies keep the blade
Wesley Snipes with fangs man
Take you all the way to your grave I'm just saying man
I'm the goat
I don't choke
How you sleep on me but woke
Say yo name tell a joke
That's yo re-up boy you broke
Know we T up don't want smoke
Wear all white boy I'm cold
The briq like the slopes
Flick my wrist them I'm ghost
Godfather like it's Sicily Italy
Father God know I feel like the trinity
Game time I'm erasing my my enemies
Pull your card like I'm taking the memory
Shinning like you see twins again
You froze in it
My phone got ten percent
I got a lot to make up for my dividends
I need way more chips keep dipping it
I did everything by myself
I secure the bag by myself
I ain't ever ask for no help
It only make sense if it sells
Wearing all white like I'm coco coco
Did two twenty two way before four forty four
Forty four more for anyone who wanna go
I got shake
I got shade
I can throw it
Anyway
Got that burn
It ain't mace
See the look
On yo face
You ain't safe
You ain't safe
Know I'll never catch case man
Pull up to yo place
Any day like the
Everybody wanna talk big 'til I get the smoke and they disappear
Even Dj's in my own city talking down man what a year
Try to keep me out whack festivals man it's so clear
But they all like five two
They my sons like Cailluo
Rapping over these lo fi Beats sound like you would study too wait
Nobody ever gone step to me
Don't even drop and they check for me
Put my city on wave
Nobody you know that's checking me
What's that's
Shinning
Look at these
Diamonds
Looking like thunder and lighting
If she don't like me she lying
Rocking All black like I'm spying
She wanna trap me say bye
Told lil mama she fine
See you again and I lied
I hear that flow and I take it
I use that flow like I made it
Know I be chefing baking
What I be chefing bacon
She wanna game and I play it
I do not know what you saying
Taking off on em like ASICS
All these rappers so basic
Hit em quick can't trace it
Dipping off can't chase it
Kick in em in the eye Lasik
They just love the way I lace it
Got the stick stick stick
Mask on like Jason
I ain't ever been lame kid
In traffic we racing
I got shake
I got shade
I can throw it
Anyway
Got that burn
It ain't mace
See the look
On yo face
You ain't safe
You ain't safe
Know I'll never catch case man
Pull up to yo place
Any day like the mail man
You a opp
You a snake
They gone get ya when you sleep
You a lame
You got drama
You should be on TNT
I don't know if you real
Told em they can't roll with me
Look at God
He gone bless me
It's like all I do sneeze



Writer(s): Chris Meadows


Chris Meadows - Like-Meadows
Album Like-Meadows
date de sortie
06-07-2018




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