paroles de chanson Tastes Better - Chris Messan

Cash in the bank
Got me some change, but I'm still the same nigga from back in the day
Came with some motion, they back on the wave, shorty telling me I should move back to the bay
Oh now you love it? Sorry it's too late to cut it, I'm sending 'em back to the blade
Pot, it been bubbling, wait till they see how I'm coming, you boys getting lapped in the race
Last for your place, I got my foot on the gas and I won't even tap on the brakes
We from a place that ain't actually safe and you keep tryna put on an act to relate
I still remember the times they ain't pay me no mind, how they let me get back on they brain?
Tastes a lil better when you make it yourself, I can't even complain they ain't pass out a plate, nah

They ain't believe
They ain't think that I could eat off of beats
Couple mill I'm tryna make off the keys
Couple bills that I done paid off at least
Passed 'em up, you know I got the receipts
Not my fault you niggas still getting fleeced
Hard comparing where you couldn't compete
You niggas sleep, I swear I don't get fatigued, let's go
Let's rollout
Ran it up, they was telling me slow down
Made a way, they ain't telling me no now
Promise if they ain't know, then they know now
Ain't just back in the game, it's a blowout
Oh they back on the wave, bring the boat out
Won't be long 'fore the shows getting sold out
Twenty-two hoes on the floor getting flown out, you know what I'm on now

Cash in the bank
Got me some change, but I'm still the same nigga from back in the day
Came with some motion, they back on the wave, shorty telling me I should move back to the bay
Oh now you love it? Sorry it's too late to cut it, I'm sending 'em back to the blade
Pot, it been bubbling, wait till they see how I'm coming, you boys getting lapped in the race
Last for your place, I got my foot on the gas and I won't even tap on the brakes
We from a place that ain't actually safe and you keep tryna put on an act to relate
I still remember the times they ain't pay me no mind, how they let me get back on they brain?
Tastes a lil better when you make it yourself, I can't even complain they ain't pass out a plate, nah

I can't complain
You see how we living, it's not the same
Tried to show 'em the vision, unlock the brain
Was teaching 'em wealth, but they copped a chain
So now when it slows you can't stop the rain
Least you got all the J's and you bought the range right?
Couple of likes prove you wasn't lame right?
All for the gram, ain't it quite a shame, it's like
Y'all rather look rich then be rich
Faking to get in her pants, tell Victoria shit ain't a secret
Fuck that advance that they gave you, they gotta recoup it before they go break off your pieces
I'd rather own it than lease it 'cause I'm way too cold with the art, Mona Lisa
Might take a trip and a pill in Ibiza, don't care bout the number they charge to the VISA, it's up

Cash in the bank
Got me some change, but I'm still the same nigga from back in the day
Came with some motion, they back on the wave, shorty telling me I should move back to the bay
Oh now you love it? Sorry it's too late to cut it, I'm sending 'em back to the blade
Pot, it been bubbling, wait till they see how I'm coming, you boys getting lapped in the race
Last for your place, I got my foot on the gas and I won't even tap on the brakes
We from a place that ain't actually safe and you keep tryna put on an act to relate
I still remember the times they ain't pay me no mind, how they let me get back on they brain?
Tastes a lil better when you make it yourself, I can't even complain they ain't pass out a plate, nah