paroles de chanson NEW LEAF CYPHER (feat. Busmn, Rob Buck, Lil EZ, Neem, Jae & Kermode Zay) - FLEAU

Fire on that shit boy
Whippin' it
Flippin' it
Dippin' it
Spinnin' it
Back on the beat like I never left
Bringing that heat in the middle of the street
Ring ring ring
Welcome to the meet and greet
Wanna show you off
Take you to my suite
Talk to you on the way up
Acting like you already know the way up
Playing hard to get
I can tell this won't be no layup
Baby you the only thing I need
Didn't believe in love at first sight
But then I saw you that night
And I knew everything was gonna be alright
Yeah baby you was like a kite
Flying high above
Taking me to new heights
When I'm with you feels like I'm soaring through the Great Blue
Told the whole crew about you, baby you my boo
Now I gotta hand it off to the crew (aye)

Yeah I'm spinnin' 'round the Eau like a carousel
Back in Eau Claire, yeah my pedal on the floor
Feel the air flow through even though it's thinning
Yeah it's getting drier like she wearing linen
Yeah she look so thick in 'em
Smells like cinnamon
Raps sounding better than Eminem (bitch)
Catch her eyes gazing, yeah they look like lil M&M's
Got them chocolate drop eyes
Every time she walking by me she be dropping my eyes
Down low down low, she drop it low
Yeah she Glowy like my final solo Geo Dash level
Drop it like I'm DLOW
She squirting like some MiO
It's Terio Time the way we killing all these PO's (ooh killem ooh)
Nutting like some Cheerio's
No retakes like BeReal
Booty so spherical
Your bars hysterical
How we living on this Earth is a miracle
Everything that you're doing's empirical evidence
You ain't Heaven sent, fuck your presidents
Yeah your girl want me in her crevices
While we ripping Harry Potter Deathly Hallows on a massive television
Bitches always creeping like the Phantom Menace is
And I'm Tellin' The Vision better than Pop Smoke or Kanye (fucking stop it)
My hindsight is clear as fuck but tunnel vision haunts me
Always dialed in never dilated, marquee
Quick select delete your ass, you toxic like a Sharpee

I got Pi'erre in this bitch
I feel like Pi'erre I might snitch
Got stacks all up in this bitch
Spend a bag all up on that bitch
I got Pi'erre in this bitch
I feel like Pi'erre in my snitch
Got racks all up in this bitch
Make a bag all off of that bitch

Not tryna to be like Carti or Uzi (what)
My bad bitch showing her coochie (hold up)
And I feel like Lil Tunechi (homixide)
Spit like Lil Wayne, Young Weezy (what, homicide)
Pull up to the Stu it's Lil EZ (what, what, what)
I got a brew and a blunt all with me
And I'm living like, drinking like Fiji
Living lavish and I'm wearing Gucci (homixide)

Feel reverberation come from my block
Vibrating from my head to my sock
Trees sway, waving me as I walk through the park in the dark
I inhale and get knocked out
When it's family, no need to knock now
Feel like yesterday I was in lockdown
Fuck a verse I'm just getting my thoughts out
One at a time I can hardly stop how I'm feeling
I'm peeling my eyes for what's being revealed to me
Alien being inside this terrarium, Earth is too small
Scaling it up like a fucking reptilian
I'm too uncivil to be a civilian
Spinning my chair as I stare at the ceiling
What this look on my face is concealing
I cannot be read even by a librarian (oh)
Turn the page like a New Leaf, new season and
Cease the distraction, increase the adrenaline
Open you window to see the light beaming in
Open your mind beyond Logic and Reason
Seeing colors that used to be gray to me
Sun rise from the top floor balcony
See the world, birds-eye like a falcon see
Everything works in the end and it's good to be living
I'm swimming in limitless energy
Energizer like the bunny, the battery
Flattery's cool but I'd rather be real
It's funny, she laugh because she couldn't stay mad at me
Had to be something I felt in the air
Sense the AROMA, I'm breathing in heavily
Double vision, I get double the stares
You better look twice here we coming in pairs

Breeze blow
All through my window
This world
Has a way of
Making everything turn South
Universally speaking my truth to the Earth
From my birth 'til they rolling my hearse out
Wind blow
Through my window
But the universe it has a way of
Making sure everything turns out
Universally speaking my truth to the Earth
From my birth 'til they rolling my hearse out

Yeah I been balling since pre-k
Put the haters on, now it's on replay
Got her getting freaky
Now they wanna be me, wanna BJ
Put the VVS all up in the Van Cleef chain
Straight to the runway on the PJ
10K, TSA no delay
I remember when we eat so lean like we cutting all whole the team
Eating like a cheat day
We dripping in Gucci
Don't know her name but she just wanna do me
I keep a burner I call it a toolie
She ask for a Birkin, but she worth a Louis
I spend it all on myself
They calling me selfish but I am not stupid
The Bottega wallet is brown
But all of the cash is the bluest
I don't spend no money on all of the people who saying they knew me and shit
They watch my story, look like it's a movie and shit
I got Pi'erre in this bitch, they stare at my wrist
It's flooded with carats and shit
I got Dior on my feet, she call me a twin
And asked for a pair and a six
She told me she scared of Ghosts
So when I pull up in the Rolls
I think she was scared of the whip

2024 FLEAU coming out top of the food chain
Made it back to Eau Claire
Folks at my hometown talking about, "Oh Zay you changed"
Got that pep in your step
Got that swag in your walk
Got scripture flowing out your mouth every time that you talk
You know we should catch up, it's been a while since we talked
I got this problem in my life and you can make it alright
And I don't know where you going but can you stay for the night?
And a part of me loves it but a part of me conflicted
That feeling when you pull me closer, I'm addicted
So many thoughts racing through my mind, so much to do
Man we only got so much time
So many different coloured bills in my wallet
You would think I started stealing stacks from the bank of Monopoly money
Got your mom and your granny all on top of me dummy
This pack will have your ass laughing when shit ain't even funny
And when I'm gone, bury me with my cash like a mummy in sarcophagus
New pack out of Minneapolis
Lighting up the bong and it's filling my esophagus
Stabbing on my chest like a horn of a rhinoceros
Man I'm getting to the bag like I'm Bernie Madoff
Car payment, student loans stay paid off
Started washing dishes but then I got laid off
Now I'm living seeing sacrifices in the trade-off

I got Pi'erre in this bitch
I feel like Pi'erre I might snitch
Got stacks all up in this bitch
Spend a bag all up on that bitch
I got Pi'erre in this bitch
I feel like Pi'erre in my snitch
Got racks all up in this bitch
Make a bag all off of that bitch

I'm in Rob's room smoking crack