paroles de chanson Yung Buoy's Interlude - Maestro Prodigy

Ey, ey
For the birds
Young buoy, dumb boy
I'm on, they lied
This weed, I blow
You know, I fly
You can never deny
When I pull up it's live
You can tell that I'm lit
By the look in my eyes
On the weekend it's gin
On some weekdays it's lean
Mommy thinks I'm a druggy
Non of them are this clean
Problems never as deep
Never mountains to climb
Their slopes aren't as steep
Never one of a kind

No excuses and no regrets
I could do it all again when I'm happy we can bet
I could cut you off today knowing well that you're a rat
Never get the cheese and buttered bread when it's time to spread
I look alive
When I'm counting deadz
I will only RIP when I know I made my bed
I will stop going hard when I see I'm coming third
And somebody's in my bed and they prolly getting head
But I'm married to the game so I try to be ahead
But a lot of us are buzzing, or so a Maestro's heard
Riding waves, riding trends, that is also sad
'Cause somebody live for this and they might not be heard

Yung buoy, yung buoy
Yung buoy, yung buoy
Yung buoy, yung buoy
Make noise
Yung buoy, yung buoy
Yung buoy, yung yah yah
Make noise
Make noise
Ey

I've been praying for days and days
I hope I see the change,
Hope I see the chains
I hope it don't make us slaves
Y'all wouldn't even understand
Waves
But, you still a young boy

Yung buoy, brown buoy
Got played, like toys
Now we on, it's our time
Make noise make noise
Yung buoy, brown buoy
Got played, like toys
Now we on, it's our time
Make noise make noise
Yung buoy, brown buoy
Got played, like toys
Now we on, it's our time
Make noise make noise
Yung buoy, brown buoy
Got played, like toys
Now we on, it's our time
It's our time, make noise