paroles de chanson 319 - KELLIYON

Fuck boy
Who you think came through, changed the game up
Making good music and selling arenas, it seems like something you boys afraid of
It's almost like y'all tryna be mediocre
Hate always come from somebody, broke or better yet
Always from somebody older, think they know it all
Sold out shows, won't show at all, money wouldn't even show it off
Cause bro what if tomorrow I blow it all
Stressed out, I ain't 25 yet
Boy I been living in many projects, translucent like a kitchen pyrex
Boy I been itching to let loose and stay solid, boy I ain't been liquified yet
Is it possible that I just gave the team up
Is it possible that I been letting my guard down, is it possible that I just never seen love
Throw them bitches straight up in the fucking dog pound
Do you know what it's about uhh
Fuck boy, it's just about putting the city on, serenading the ladies Giveon
Always knew my chances were slimmer end
Bulking but still I'm cutting off bitter friends
You can appreciate and share the music or you can hate, like a fuck boy

319, tryna lay down in a villa somewhere,
Kicked up with three nice tings, told my momma she'd see nice things
Fuck boy we in a 319, popped up on the rap scene like fuck that
It just really my ting, tell my ex girl let's rewrite things, for just about 319
Ah, fuck boy we in a 319 told my mom and she'd see nice things

Not an album just a mixtape
Might fuck around, start singing like Tory and come up with a Chixtape
Perhaps this may be a mistake, but you know me I like to risk take
And when I drop this have it on replay, we ain't no god damn cheapskate
Let's talk about it over cheap steak
All the way down, man down like I'm Riri
Idolize me not the Gucci, Amiri
Mixtape not the next up Weezy,
Just hits, bangers, flex, no kizzy
Grrr
Put it on replay, tryna shoot me down
I'll come back stronger than I'll pop up in your head like I'm Lil Tjay
Is it possible that I just gave the team up
Fuck boy, pussy
You never signed up to be great
Real estate I'm the landlord that repaints
The boss that knocks twice to get repaid
You sold your soul twice for a very nice ring, from the devil in 2019

319, tryna lay down in a villa somewhere
Kicked up with 3 nice tings, told my momma she'd see nice things
For just about 319, popped up on the rap scene like fuck that
It just really my ting, tell my ex girl let's rewrite things
319, tryna lay down in a villa somewhere
Kicked up with 3 nice tings, told my momma she'd see nice things
For just about 319, popped up on the rap scene like fuck that
It just really my ting, tell my ex girl let's rewrite things
319
Yeah
Just a mixtape
319
It's just a mixtape
Woo