paroles de chanson One of Us (feat. Larry June) - Joey Bada$$

Make up your mind, make up your mind (Uh, yeah)
One of the things you told me, baby (Statik Selektah)
Look, make up your mind, baby
Rollie on my wrist sayin' I ain't got time, baby
Gotta shine, baby

Uh, I know they wishin' they was one of us (Why?)
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux (Yeah)
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up (Right)
I know I got my money right, so I'm actin' up (Yeah)
What? I know they wishin' they was one of us (What)
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux (What, what)
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up (Yeah)
I know I talk a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up, what (Nigga, wha
Bitch, I'm the boss like Hugo
Pockets full of blue notes, walking industry loophole
Realеst nigga that you know
Known around my city like that nigga Cuomo
Catch me in Bocacainni eatin' all thе pluto
She need a nigga who gon' keep it low, won't let the crew know
Venus and Sagittarius, but I took her to Pluto
I got a gold soul, not that I could pull gold
She throw a dime, I knock it out the park like Albert Pujols
Goodfella, rockin' the Sky-Dweller (I don't care)
Got street dreams of bein' richer than a Rockefeller (Yeah, now)
I tell her it's whatever, we can catch planes to dodge the bad weather
Alcantaras off in the Porsche until you feel this leather
And the Range Rover, kinda on the river
For the quick changeover, got a A.M. and a P.M. with
Only A-list R&B honeys who you see him with
Any rumors you heard about him, you should believe the shit
I pull up in the cleanest whip, Nike SBs in coordination with the GC3
Prezi' on the wrist look crisp, matchin' the Jesus piece
Face card way too legit, don't even need ID
Basketball wives on my dick, I give 'em tenacious D (Balling)
From BK to the Bay, we run them numbers up
'Bout to lap you niggas again, they runnin' outta luck
Been up on top of my game, niggas can't stunt on us
Me and June one in the same, fuckin' the summers up (Right)