paroles de chanson Intro - Jus Elii

Beat'em up, send'em up Rollin' to the hood in a broken truck
Like I broke my middle finger, yeah it's no fucks
I ain't workin' at the deli, givin' cold cuts
Mills to walkie, yeah I'm talkin' more bucks

Tryings cool, but never when you try us
Yeah, I used to work in structure, watch the build up
Now I struggle putting' gas in this old truck
You can never starve a hustler, watch me fill up

Don't get much sleep, so yeah a nigga still up
Weed the wounds, so they'll never pill us
Sweep the room and I ain't pickin' brooms up
Sell a bit, like I ain't never gave fucks

Feelin' blues, but I ain't on that gang stuff
Said he a killer, he lied to his fans
I'm holdin' my kids, the world in my hands
Talk to my God, I got my advance

Rap too good, I don't need a chance
Check out the shoes, I don't need a dance
Check out the shoes, I don't need a dance

Talk so good, I don't need no raps
Fight too good, I don't need no gats
Pipe so good, she gon' need more naps
Cut from a good cloth, need more stamps

Smoke so loud, I don't need no amps
Credit gettin' good, I don't need no grants
Rap too good, I don't need no chance
Check out the shoes, I don't need no dance

Hop out the truck and I use the push vans
Fresh out the fuck and I don't give damns
Just bought the truck and I still push vans
Reachin' my goals and I still got plans

Other half amazing but I'm still all man
Think so good, she forgot her plans ripped the backwood stuffing too many grams if it's on then it's on I don't need no man's

If it's on then it's on I don't need no