paroles de chanson Thirty-Four Interlude - Mars

Mars, broads, cars
Yeah, yeah, that′s all I'm thinking
Mmmmmmmmm
Mars, broads, cars
Yeah, yeah I′m out of space baby
Mmmmmmmmm
Mars, broads, cars
Yeah, yeah I'm out of space baby
Mmmmmmmmm
Yeah,
I put money and the power over everything
Give a fuck about fame I just want the stacks
When I see you baby, baby I see wedding rings
I see me looking back on life, yeah flashing back
To the days were young, yeah
That's present day
Loving me dumb, loving me numb, yeah
And when shit get rough
You always tend to stay with me
Let the waves hit, till I learned to ride them all
And even when they come crashing down too strong
When I come afloat, no, you are never far
Treat my friends like friends
And blood like my family
That′s how it′s done, that's how it done
I got love for my niggas, but recently
My soul ain′t really fucking with their tendencies
I tend to see, the money as my motive
I'm surprised you ain′t notice

I guess the money getting to my head
Only eighteen, yeah I've got time to go
But when I say I want it, just know that I want it fast
Big dreams, empty pockets with a ton of hope
A ton of hoes all in line for a nigga
But I don′t pay them mind, they can't grind with a nigga
Ride or die for a nigga, like she do
They don't spend the time with a nigga like she do
No, no, no, never know a nigga like she do
Got me memorized, quick to check me if I′m acting brand new
I dare a nigga try to take her too
Tricks ain′t working, silly nigga I'm the truth
Bitch I′m sky high, I'm on Mars in this booth
Bitch I′m sky high, I be soaring thru the roof
And I be on my shit, I be on my shit bitch
Mixed By The Best, man you know this shit is
I-D-M-O-T the EP
I-D-M-O-T the EP
I-D-M-O-T the EP
I-D-M-O-T the EP
This is, this is