paroles de chanson KAI, Pt. 2 - Koshi

I'm the same nigga I was in the past
Except now I ain't as cheap
Yeah, I changed just a little
So I could be who I'm gon' be
Smokin' chains I feed all my habits
'Fore I go to sleep
On my world
No relationship I need is bittersweet
On the gang you got some bad intentions
Fuck away from me
When I'm on
Constant filter for the tension in my tea
I turned my back to the fuckin' world
'Cause they can't rock with me
I'm on attack, over-animosity

Yeah, fuck lettin' shit be
I'm always studying the fuckin' room
I ain't even gotta cheat
You out yo mind
Why you act so clueless
I don't wanna speak
Out of my body I feel ruined
Locked my tomb now I can't breathe
I feel like I'm stuck on the moon
I'm in my third eye you see
Yeah, I been gettin' by you see
We in that zero percent tint
Bae are you gon' slide with me
Yeah, she my ride or die on E
She got so wet it's like a Slip N Slide oowee
Talk to my back 'cause you never in front
Breakin' that DistroKid every month
It's gettin' harder to tell, the fuck do you want?
Am I ringin' a bell, the fuck is you on?
You sayin' It's not, it was what it was
Switchin' the sides in Walkman one's
Split it with the guys doin' what we want
Man, you gotta retire you know I'm the one
He got no armor I'm switchin' the gun
Everybody pop out loud with some
This ain't stealth, smokin' loud or some
Gang up on my shoulders
We get paid splittin' it several ways
My soul on Minnesota
I need a fire, just give me seven days

I was always lookin' at the ground
Couldn't see my dreams
Reason why I'm always in the clouds
But I never sleep
Up until the plane comin' down
Better look up to me
I fell out but I took a look around
Ain't not Santa B
My life is gon' be what it should be
And when I'm in it
Girl, you better make it loud, talk to me
I'm in the front row
You in the back of the crowd
Where you should be
I'm on stage though
And my lyrics ain't sneaky but they could be
This the one that go out to the critics
Keep on tappin' in
I stopped givin' fucks about opinions
I ain't ask for it
I just broke another generation curse
You can't imagine it
Pop my shit on purpose on the curb
Like an accident
All that back and forth
It don't mean shit if it ain't accurate
Bae, tell these niggas
I'm the shit post-laxative
And I still want that E30 coupe
With cameras in the back of it
I wrote "LLL" on my shoe
I need you back again
I get payed exactly what I'm owed
It don't make no cents
Don't want no attachment to my soul
But I count my sins
If you can't see where I'm at
Then I'm on go, while I find my zen
I do what I want not what I'm told
I can deal with lightning

Once bitten, can't put it on what I think
Bet it would be different
If you seen what I've seen
And this for everybody that don't like me
Stay in yo place stay up out mine