paroles de chanson Balance (feat. Big Sean) - Icewear Vezzo , Big Sean

When you say I miss you I don't
Believe the bitch cause I got trust issues

Drank god

Got Dammit Dupri

Got damn

Yeah

We still balance
Yeah
Lot of niggas falling off, we still balance (Zroom)
Let it hit yeah bet they feel that shit (feel it)
I talk my shit but bet that I back it
And I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring (yea yea)

Had to block my old bitch yeah she (dead to me)
Being on is my muthafucking destiny
Yeaaah, Drankgod

Burner on my waist, yeah this bitch oven
Shorty see my wrist bet this bitch fucking (yeah)
I been turning up for like 6 summers
Typa nigga shoot the club up 'til I hit something, ugh

These nigga virgins they ain't hitting nothing
I just got a squirter with a big onion
Spent another birdie now my wrist flooded (dancin)
R.I.P my nigga Loc yeah that's my big cousin

Ugh
Shoulda put your jeweller in a casket
I just bought another cuban I'm a savage
Ugh

Bitch I'm a boss I ain't average (nah)
A lot of niggas falling off we still balance
Nigga
What, yeah

We still balance, yeah
A lot of niggas falling off, we still balance (Zroom)_
Let it hit yeah, yeah I bet they feel that shit, feel it
I talk my shit but bet that I back it

And I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring (yeah, yeah)
Had to block my old bitch yeah she dead to me (dead to me)
Being on is my muthafucking destiny

Yeah
I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring
Yeah, yeah
Almost everybody in this bitch got felonies
I just thank my God that all these blessings fell on me

Man, fuck a father figure I want 8 figures
Why you hating bitter
I'm the type to lay the play down and be great with you
I ain't stingy foreal I split up the meals like they all done said
The grace with us it feel good to be home it feel good to be back on
All my businesses is black owned
Sean Don Carti Carleone
I don been through all that drama that you put inside your songs
Look I took the set back, step back, then step back up
Now we on
Whoaaa

We still balance
Yeah
Lot of niggas falling off, we still balance (Zroom)
Let it hit yeah bet they feel that shit (feel it)
I talk my shit but bet that back it

And I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring (yea yea)
Had to block my old bitch yeah she dead to me (dead to me)
Being on is my muthafucking destiny

What
If he with the team he get picked off
Drank god finna change my name to Big Sauce
Aye
Niggas looking sick that I'm getting off
Got the brain just to see what that bitch thought, ugh

Made it off the 6 and I did that shit historically
The O.G's passed the torch to me
Yeah alley oop off the board for me
And I still support the crib even the ones that's not supporting me
Turnt up no distorting me
Aint wanna go off but they forcing me

Right on I got that pipe on
I put that ice on
So bright homes look like the lights on
I took yo wife home
She bite down
Just like she Tyson
Them icy whites on
Them white horns
Looking like white foams
Nigga!

DRANK GOD, ugh, yeah, what