Lil Synt - Blue Cheese paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Blue Cheese - Lil Synt




I fell in love wit the money I married the money I call her my baby
I know these females ain't for me they
don't really love me they just my paper
They say they don't like how I changed
But I stayed the same I guess they just couldn't relate
Most of my friends went away
The money ain't change cuz we really tighter than braids
You know I gotta keep a big check on me
I was really in the trap by my lonely
I made a stack in a day not a whole week
I was lost in the streets had no dreams
I hit the Stu and I found out a new me
I'm writing these songs about life for the loose leaf
I'm hot I got sauce I need chicken the blue cheese
If it ain't about no money we can't get along
I be singing and pouring my heart on these songs
I went through blood sweat and tears it was hard
When they heard my music they said he gone far
I'm tryna get rich now
I used to smoke on the steps everyday than I
got me some weight and I start moving big pounds
Im really tryna change up my ways
and move wit aggression I got me kid now
Im like the earth always moving you
might never see me I can't even sit down
They say that I'm distant and I'm acting
different I'm just on the road to the riches
They superstitious they don't see the
vision the love they be showing is fiction
Im not a regular person or artist i make sure I handle my business
I can't be making just any decision
Committed to money ain't pressed bout these women
My head in the game I play every position
Before I go sign me a deal ima do everything independent
When it get dark I just turn to a monster
Run up a bag and I'm holding it hostage
I don't own no Gucci nor any designer
I wear my own brand I'm Syntsational Vibin
I wear my own brand I'm Syntsational Vibin
Look at the pressure I keep on applying
I Doubt it if me and the money dividing
I fell in love wit the money I married the money I call her my baby
I know these females ain't for me they
don't really love me they just my paper
They say they don't like how I changed
But I stayed the same I guess they just couldn't relate
Most of my friends went away
The money ain't change cuz we really tighter than braids
You know I gotta keep a big check on me
I was really in the trap by my lonely
I made a stack in a day not a whole week
I was lost in the streets had no dreams
I hit the stu and I found out a new me
I'm writing these songs about life for the loose leaf
I'm hot I got sauce I need chicken the blue cheese



Writer(s): Lateaf Sterling


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