LIONAIRE - LIFETIME paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson LIFETIME - LIONAIRE




You said you need me baby
But you jus be none but hatin
Told you dont leave me 'lone
My head was goin brazy
Nobody was here for me
Nobody was there for me
All these deads they broke my heart
They supposed to be there for me
Damn, I cannot trust nomore
Tryna get dust some more
Feelin like dust oh no
Dat pain, be struggling might go
Feelin like im bout to go
Dat pain be killin my flow
They was hatin on the low
Only nigga at his top, 4 seasons on my block
I saw you niggas all flopped
Everybody wanna see how I move
You wasn't round when I had none to lose
Ride round in the back c'est vous?
Runnin the street with a loot
Dude, Tell me who you
I dont know you lil niggas act rude
I was out gettin a bag with a booth
Niggas they comin for this on the news
Gettin a check, 46-SHOTS I shoot out the roof
You was my brother we coulda get trough
If im with you I lose I win but I told you we cannot lose
W, Ms thats all in my group
Shuttin down every city with moves
I was like "Help me out"
Gettin the truth, gettin the truth, spittin the truth
You wasn't with me you niggas jus snoozed
Im from a city where niggas just lose
I just took over the store from lou
Louis vuitton shawty got juice
The truth is i was ruthless
They thought I wouldn't do shit nah nah
I cannot feel no more
Tryna get deals oh no
This ain't no real no no
This can't be real no no
My brother changed up on me
The niggas they TOB on me
Feelin like rubber lead
I got a gun with me, Run with me
Done with me, Done with me
You said you done with me
But you said you run with me
Why would I get some new company
Shes robbin my energy, Now you my enemy
Tryna get dollas with fantasys
You had all these fantasys
You was funny, yeah yeah yeah
I was a hunned, yeah yeah yeah
I was out runnin, yeah yeah yeah
Niggas they funny, yeah yeah yeah
Its money business, money business, money business
If i ain't fuckin with it im not longer be stuck in with it
I was out in the Streets, Fuckin a beat
I was a reef, Backseat, Backstreet, Backseat
Bad weed, Runnin the street
I was a i was a beast
I was a beast with the beats in the streets
They called me lion in the motherfuckin heat
Tryna go get me the bag my nigga they comin for me



Writer(s): Gian Vincent Gehrig, Salman Brown



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