paroles de chanson No Betta - J2Tonedd

No better than me, been on the run
Scared of defeat
Take it and leave
Fast on the feet don't bring them to me
Riding round with 100 bands
Vacuum sealed with rubber bands
Packed it up in a sprinter van
Gotta wash it up, gotta make amends

She bringing her friends
Going bezerk toting extended mags
I did it again feel like I'm critch
Making her do a little dance
She feeling the spice
Neck on ice cold like a frigidaire
Body all nice cooking the rice
Stay till the end of the night
Ducking the lights keep it on site
Running up packs every night
Took the easy route
Man on a mission I need it now
My demons screaming loud
Just like your bitch she feigning now

No better than me, been on the run
Scared of defeat
Take it and leave
Fast on the feet don't bring them to me
Riding round with 100 bands
Vacuum sealed with rubber bands
Packed it up in a sprinter van
Gotta wash it up, gotta make amends

Move in silence
Niggas watching, plotting
If you move quiet
They won't catch you slipping
Try and keep balanced
So I can get to stepping oh
Benjamin's calling up
It makes me wanna fall in love
Gotta keep standing up
Feel like I'm golden just hit a power up
Somebody gone count on us
To do it and push, to do it get it done
I can never run
I am the chosen one
Use the gas to clear my lungs
Need the cash to get it done
More than once hit with a crazy little combo
Hit with a Chevy a Tahoe
You not paying with my hoe
She a real shooter yeah
She a pursuer yeah
She going down for me
She around me

No better than me, been on the run
Scared of defeat
Take it and leave
Fast on the feet don't bring them to me
Riding round with 100 bands
Vacuum sealed with rubber bands
Packed it up in a sprinter van
Gotta wash it up, gotta make amends
No better than me, been on the run
Scared of defeat
Take it and leave
Fast on the feet don't bring them to me
Riding round with 100 bands
Vacuum sealed with rubber bands
Packed it up in a sprinter van
Gotta wash it up, gotta make amends