paroles de chanson Hang On (Intro) - French Montana

Lord you a stranger
All is [?] destiny
Streets was hard
When you was suspect, you were talkin'
Honor roll, red carpet
Catch me speedin', watch us park
You a stranger to me (stranger)

Strapped against him, chain [?] laid for cancer
Pray for answers, ballin' should've played for cancer

Pipe it down, Eddie Murphy, [?]
Stretch them commas, watch me dress and stylin'
Drinkin' Hennessy, with guns and powder
Ridin' with some gangstas, smokin' that loud
You stuntin' in the club and then the club hatin'
You bought a hundred bottles, Ciroq paid it
Switch the topic, the
Custom made shit, dealer plates
Lookin' killers in the face
Swipe chips, empty out the banks
Bad Boy, Death Row, pockets Franklins

Yeah, what the fuck you think!
Niggas hated on Jesus
I'm just saying man, you know
If they put in cage with lion, just because you're not gonna eat the lion doesn't mean motherfuckin lion ain't gonna eat you!
You can play it how you want, you know
One day my nigga puff told me, these rap niggas is future crack heads
And im keep it 100, matter fact im keep it million!
If you don't know where you come from, you'll never know where you going