paroles de chanson You Music - Koncept

I remember turning 6 knowing that is be the shit
I was the best kid at kick ball
Waking down the halls with my headphones and Tim Dog
The girls couldn't get off
My teacher used my class pic as a way she'd get off
That's kinda creepy ain't it but it's highly entertaining
But yes the ladies love me since was climbing on the playgrounds
Till riding in my limo
So imagine all the talent when dropping off our single
But chill now
I've been so cold since 10 years old with a cold shoulder
I was so older
Been so doper
Sold dope in the 8th grade with a girl that looked like she coined Yoga
And so older in fact drove a Range Rover
We'd pull over
Once behind a church probably bad omens, but don't hold em
She called her mom on her phone when she rolled over
And she stayed on the line till the song was over
I'm the most appealing ever since was dope dealing
And 4 wheeling
I had a jeep that no ceiling
But still a libra so most feelings
Come from my heart which your girl likes
Prolly why she told she had homework
But was at home sending pics underneath her whole skirt
This was high school moved upstate
My moms thought was best that I'd leave Jackson Heights where I'd stay up late
Where I'd tag Koncept on the bus, trains
Getting into fights coming home with some blood stains
So took me upstate to get contained
But upstate got a better drug game
Yeah, it's fucked up

This my fuck you music
I fuck you to it
People always asked me how the fuck you do it
This my fuck you music
I fuck you to it
People always asked me how the fuck you do it
This my fuck you music
I fuck you to it
People always asked me how the fuck you do it

My drug dealer now pays me to smoke his weed
Her boyfriend leaves the house so I can fuck his bitch
I once had a Mongoose with the illest rims
Now my private pilot is the chick that sucks my...

My whole squad wearing black looking like we rich
Stitches hit my line asking to borrow bricks
You didn't hit my phone when I was down
But now you hit me up to ask for help when you sick/ FUCK OFF

This shit got me fucked up
This shit got me fueled up
Laying on my boat with a full cup
With a girl that got full cups
My ex followed us at the show
And she acting like a hoe how she post up
Walk around the city see my posters
See my face ingrained in your mind, close up
Telling all your friends that you so tough
But when we out in public won't approach us
This my fuck you music

This my fuck you music
I fuck you to it
People always asked me how the fuck you do it
This my fuck you music
I fuck you to it
People always asked me how the fuck you do it
This my fuck you music
I fuck you to it
People always asked me how the fuck you do it