paroles de chanson (fuck it, we ball) - Lando Senju

Been a long hard day
And a dark dark night
But I think I'm finally alright
I'm where I'm supposed to be
All my life, I just wanted to be noticed
I've been where it's coldest
Alone for the longest
I'm just getting stronger and stronger, I know it
So why I feel frozen? So gone in the moment
My pops always told me stay vigilant, be a soldier
I'm just getting older, and soon, I'll be over

(Deadman)
(Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up)
(Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up)
(Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up)
(Beam me up, beam me up)

Yeah, ha!
Bitch it's young Lando, and I'm in this bitch again
Finding my wings then I'm out like I'm Icarus
Know I hate stress, I can't fuck wit no bitter bitch
She make me calm so I call her my Ritalin
Look at my fashion, look at my pants
Who else gonna spin in some flame print Vans?
Can't be caught broke, nigga, never again
Crib with a moat for my fam, fuck a rent

Lately I've been in my bag bag bag bag bag bag bag
Niggas hate cuz they whack whack whack
Whack whack whack whack
My bitch hella bad bad bad bad bad bad bad
I won't ever go out sad sad sad sad sad sad sad
Sometimes I feel like I don't know anymore
When I think I'm sinking, my bro help me float
Niggas taking one of mine, then I up the score by about four
Bitch better watch ya step before you got war at your door

Oh, he chirping chirping like a birdie birdie
So I had to leave him with a hole in one
Could've broke down and took the slow route
But all that weak shit really overdone
Swear you bro and you'd spin for sure
But you'd never ever fucking hold the gun
On the real, life has been slow as fuck
Problems, I got, like, a load of them
But I'm wit my twin, yeah, that's Overpade
Pockets chubby, yeah, they overweight
Bitch you high, you think you pulling rank
Trynna kill my demons, watch them slow decay
But they resurrect, call them Lazarus
While I'm rolling woods wit the baddest bitch
Ha, safe to say I think we're more than friends
Jennifer Aniston
Yes I look good in Moncler
But I like the Rick Owens sweater better
Oh that's your bitch? Better get her get her
Lando all up on her head and header
Fuck her then forget her
Turn my hat back, Ash Ketch-her
Heard that nigga really want some pressure
Pull up on him, put him on a sweatshirt
In the night, that's when I come to life, yeah
Through the night, smoking spliffs to survive
Let them talk, talk, imma knock them off
Not much time left up on my clock
Fuck a plan and I ain't got a rock
But I'm charged up like I'm Static Shock

I don't want love, that shit don't mean a thing
I need loyalty, really, I'm cool on the flings
Is you holding the choppa and letting it sing
Or you folding and flopping and fleeing the scene?
And I mean it, I'd never been lonely like recently
Wait for the day that they treat me like deity
Yeah I'm solo, still make sure the whole team gonna eat
Pain, but I knew this shit wouldn't come easily
Bitch don't get it twisted, it's young Lando in the spaceship
Hater nigga said I won't make it
I'd laugh but it ain't that entertaining
She think I'm famous, I ain't there yet
But just look at the progress I'm making
Look at my competition
I'm in the clear no debate bitch
My love and my hatred adjacent
Dying from dedication, I'm chasing
Eyes low cuz I'm jaded, desecrated
But I hope one day I'm elevated
Yeah, pray for this effort to pay me in cash
I've been waiting enough
He in my way, wanna bang?
Then I slay him, I'm spraying his blood
If I'm gonna ball
Then I ball, like I'm Russ
And you on the sidelines
Watching, that's tuff

Haha, bitch, uh
Lately, I've been in my what?
Lately, I've been in my bag!
Lately I've been in my bag bag bag bag bag bag bag
Niggas hate cuz they whack whack whack
Whack whack whack whack
My bitch hella bad bad bad bad bad bad bad
I won't ever go out sad sad sad sad sad sad sad
Niggas slow, I do the dash dash dash
Dash dash dash dash
My heart belong to racks racks racks
Racks racks racks racks