paroles de chanson Damage CNTRL - LRN Nola

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Huh Huh huh Yeah huh
It don't take no mathematics no science
Ye
It don't take no mathematics no signs
Swear to God just know I'm chosen
Ye
It don't take no mathematics no signs
Big nola

It don't take no mathematics no signs
Swear to God just know I'm chosen
I'm the one that beep and they get
to moving over
I'm the one that creep in the middle of October
I can't give out no love when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
To give out no slugs til my time over
My heart keep getting colder and colder
An na I'm getting older, my guns getting older
I'm a soulja, I'm a soulja
That's how I got through the war
Try they hardest to break me down to my core
And I ain't giving out no awards, but all these bitches putting on a show

But I showed love to you hoe
You Section Hoe that's what you was meant for
99 percent the time, can't trust nobody
Maybe not even your kinfolk
I fucked around stopped counting the money
I don't know what the fuck had got into me
And I had got right back to counting' the numbers
Like I had just went to kinder
Uh
It don't take no mathematics no signs
Swear to God just know I'm chosen
I'm the one that beep and they get
to moving over
I'm the one that creep in the middle of October
I can't give out no love when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
To give out no slugs til my time over
My heart keep getting colder and colder
An na I'm getting older, my guns getting older
I'm a soulja, I'm a soulja
That's how I got through the war
Try they hardest to break me down to my core
And I ain't giving out no awards, but all these bitches putting on a show
They getting over on me
They getting over, getting over, getting over on me
Uh
Said I'll be damned if they get over on me
All the shit I got came from hard work
Ain't no four leaf clover on me
These niggas plottin' on me
And I can't love on all these bitches
Cause it's all about the money
And they gone try act like they independent
But they don't even listen to Boosie
Direct deposit from Big Nola to Big Nola
I got a whole lotta money

I normally wear crew necks this a Vedo
In them 4 walls, like what I get into
Can't take a pause, it'll fuck up my mental
I can still go harder that's a self note
Shawty low down, wish I ain't never even say hello
Shawty Lo na, I still got that shit for the LO
Huh
It don't take no mathematics no science
Swear to God just know i'm chosen
I'm the one that beep and they get to moving over
I'm the one that creep in the middle of October
I can't give out no love when I'm sober
I dont even need no drugs
To give out no slugs
Til my time over
My heart keep getting colder and colder
An na I'm getting older, my guns getting older
I'm a soulja, I'm a Soulja
That's how I got through the war
Try they hardest to break me down to my core
And I ain't giving out no awards, but all
These bitches putting on a show

Never thought it was over
Never thought I was over