paroles de chanson No Label - Remix - Lil Jayy

Wish I could? back the times
That my momma cried
I remember all them facetime
Late nights
Only thing on my mind is to make it out
Tryna buy my mom a car and a big house
????
I just wanna live this life that I never had
Tryna make my momma glad with these bankrolls
Give it up
Pistol out
Better stay close

NOG
We just tryna count these pesos
I prey to God that I make it
And I say please
And I'll say it everyday I don't know why
I'm just tired of these people hating on my grind
I want the diamonds on my wrist
That's gon make me blind
I'm so cold
It's a shame I can't even cry
Fake love and the hate
It's gon make me die
I just wanna get rich and make my momma proud
I'm gon' make it don't need fame
I don't want the clout
All these people keep on hating
I know that's a doubt
They gon' love you for the money
You know that's a route
I ain't stopping till I get a big house

Yea on the hills
Yea yea
Yea yea

Wish I could? back the times
That my momma cried
I remember all them facetime
Late nights
Only thing on my mind is to make it out
Tryna buy my mom a car and a big house
????
I just wanna live this life that I never had
Tryna make my momma glad with these bankrolls
Give it up
Pistol out
Better stay close