Drew Famous - 1 Question paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson 1 Question - Drew Famous



I got one question, why the fuck you staring
When I walk past this one section?
Is it cause it's been a year and I look better?
Bitch I feel amazing, got the world in a gold bezel, this the fourth session
I got one question, can you pass that to me
'Fore I roll out in one second, I got one question
I got one question, can you pass that to me
'Fore I roll out in one second, I got one question
Vision cloudy, riding down the I, they can't go round me
How's he classified not sounding like the ones around him?
I thought damn you right, cause I ain't like to fit in
Not satisfied with average life, there's got be more to living
I'm probably bout a spliff in, I been spitting since a little one
Everything that glistens ain't gon' make me give in, listen bruh
Got so fucking lifted I forgot what I been in this for
The industry been testing me, I'm questioning so many things
Like who is me, I'm hiding where the shooters be
I only take a shot if that shit turn into a movie scene
Drew cold as fuck like two degrees, two degrees, never let this ruin me
Blasé, blasé, blasé, bitch I'm famous so there's two of me
One you meet, one that only pop up on the TV screen
Going hard as fuck like this the only chance I get between
Living free & living full of motherfucking misery
I'm full as fuck, I eat the beat, I woke up to the beat for breakfast
I got one question, why the fuck you staring
When I walk past this one section?
Is it cause it's been a year and I look better?
Bitch I feel amazing, got the world in a gold bezel, this the fourth session
I got one question, can you pass that to me
'Fore I roll out in one second, I got one question
I got one question, can you pass that to me
'Fore I roll out in one second, I got one question
I got one question, I got one question
I got one question, I got one question
I got one question, I got one question
I got one question, I got one question
Swear I'm the realest in this vicinity
Flyer than a pelican, I sing to you, no parakeet
I very easily could fall the fuck off, that's clear to see
You pop the less you give a fuck, so I give 'em out sparingly
Apparently I tear the beat up, caught a misdemeanor
This a free shot for the competition, get your 3's up
Ain't in my league bruh, been shooting since before you begun
It's common practice that I stay prepared before you respond
Before you call my bluff I call a shot to get all of your defense blocked
Leaving knots in tummies of the opps, they don't even bother
I wouldn't either, leaving ethers if you follow
Sending shots, you should stop walking 'fore you meet this hollow



Writer(s): Drew Hudick Iii


Drew Famous - MIA
Album MIA
date de sortie
31-07-2019




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