paroles de chanson 223(20 minutes) - MarcoMoney

I can give a fuck if a nigga out here hating ima still shine
I aint talkin Tony Hawk but ima still grind
If I ever said I miss my never mind fuck that bitch
If I ever said I miss my Ex you know I'm still lying
The only thing I'm getting close to is that rubber band
My right hand man switched on me I won't trust again
Seen my bitch fuck my bro now its hard for me to love again
I aint the type to compete I feel complete if my brothers win

(Yeah yeah) I'm finna change my name to Arco
Cause I got gas but I aint touched a M
Fuck what he saying let it spark though
Middle of the party they don't think I got it on me but I snuck it in
(But damn that's the way we live)
I feel like Biz Markie to them hoes I gotta tell em that they just a friend
Looking like SOB by the way we split
Went our separate ways but I still pray niggas still get rich
(No cap I still love them niggas)
Twenties fifties hunnits on my mind all the time I can't get rid of you
How the fuck my grandma go and (Damn)
How the fuck my grandma go and die at a young age aint see 62
(Now I know what I gotta do)
Run me up them bands I aint talking bout no jazz when I say I need the blues
Why the fuck the brokest always loudest in the room
Even down at my lowest I was still acting coo
Keep a smile on my face they don't what's going on with me
I don't ever ask for shit but one thing and thats just honesty
If I got you, you got me and that's the policy
Getting rich I see it in my dreams like constantly
When I say I'm counting green gotta know I aint talking about no broccoli
Bro just wanna spin like a dvd
Hit a nigga block with that chop and a 223
Yeah
Hit a nigga block with that chop and a 223
Hit a nigga block with that chop and a 223
That shit only took like 20 minutes lets do the next one