paroles de chanson Tale About It - Lxrd Rossi

Allegedly im supposed to fall on my face
And be banished from grace
Some people would rather see me in shit
Than see me get rich
Tell me what they name is again
Me and Bino profit sharing dividends
All we needed was Fifty
Got us enough riches for many men
The Nissan needed wheel axels
On Wesley Chapel
Dro was playing when i totaled it
Been the kind of nigga
Get a lot figures
Chillin and i aint promoted it
Fuck that humble shit
I done got ownership
Ritzy at the ritz
For visions becoming fruition
I just might pay a tuition
And im just talking bout everybody
Super swaggin on errbody
Verses coming at you very violent
Still that vibe is very melancholy
Black Holland Opus fully focused
On a crescendo finissimo el finito
Cant no one fuck with this amigo
Selling primo at fine price
They aint ask if im alright
They aint ask if im alright
Chip on my shoulder wont help the munchies
So til im popping in different countries
I just wont let up at all
They wished that I fall
Cash rule everything around me
Cream get the money til the day they underground me
Crown me

I was down bad lost stacks
Then a nigga bounced back
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
I was down bad lost stacks
Then a nigga bounced back
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
Uh huh Uh huh
Tell me about it had to my play part
Tell me about it yea the shit got hard
Wrote a tale about it Sang a tale about it
Uh huh Uh huh
Tell me about it had to my play part
Tell me about it yea the shit got hard
Tell me bout it yea the shit got hard
Wrote a tale about it

06 left FAMU two semesters left to finish
Debt ratio wouldnt let me get another dollar
Said i reached the limit
Wasnt a person who can lend a hand
I know that sound tough huh
Watch my homeboys throw tuition
To them strippers
I know that sound fucked up
But you live and you learn
07 09 It took a bigger turn
Got rejected by Kanye
Then i signed to Mase
I was young on a chase
Just eager to get a Milly
Like the judge in Philly
I was just eating my brunch
Flew back to Atlanta then i went to work
And didnt have me nothing for lunch
And i did that for bout dozens of months
Stayed in the back worked way to the front
Ridiculed when i break through
I dont feel them
Aint no real ones
They a fake too
Cash rule everything around me
Cream get the money til the day they underground me

I was down bad lost stacks
Then a nigga bounced back
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
I was down bad lost stacks
Then a nigga bounced back
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
Flex on they ass they hate that shit
Uh huh Uh huh
Tell me about it had to my play part
Tell me about it yea the shit got hard
Wrote a tale about it Sang a tale about it
Uh huh Uh huh
Tell me about it had to my play part
Tell me about it yea the shit got hard
Tell me bout it yea the shit got hard
Wrote a tale about it