paroles de chanson It's NoT wHat It SeEmS LiKe. - Misfit.K

Sanctify me, Purify me, With your Love, With your love
Sanctify me, Purify me, With your Love, With your love

I got gold on my hands, I got yeezy on my toes
How you wearing all this ricky?
Owing jiggas like you cold

I got two phones, like keem
One for networking, I mean
I got two phones, like Two Chainz
Two for hotline bling

I can't work, unless I'm paid
All this free money, I made
All these jiggas, lurk my page
Acting like, they ain't they age

All them poles on your page
Man I swear, you aint gon spray
All my life been hall of fame
You can go and watch my tape

All of these jiggas be talking, they talking so much
You can't understand boy
Most of these times that I'm rapping
I'm rapping, I'm cooking, like I had a pan boy
I whip it and I'm counting this cheddar
I counted till I had a band boy
I throw it up and it stays in the currents
It's wavy, like I had some water boy

All of these jiggas be pointing they fingers
They pointing, like they had to mandate
Most of these times that im speaking
I'm speaking like David, I do what my God say
Most of these times, I be cutting these jiggas so much, that i needa bandaid
We dont be sipping on lean, we sipping this tea
We sipping the cool aid

I got gold on my hands, I got yeezy on my toes
How you wearing all this ricky?
Owing jiggas like you cold

I got two phones, like keem
One for networking, I mean
I got two phones, like Two Chainz
Two for hotline bling

If you give yourself another chance, then i'll do the same
Cuz we got these broken pieces, that we need to arrange

I have fallen short of your love
Tears have fallen from way above
What will I do without you here?
What can I do for you to come near?

If you give yourself another chance, then i'll do the same
Cuz we got these broken pieces, that we need to arrange