paroles de chanson Roaming, Pt. 2 - Onnagondola

It feel like the ballad, I'm roaming, why the fuck you tryna clash with the homies?
Life turned to GTA, I think I'm Roman, I'm back on my shit bitch, fuck if you notice
All of my flows get cloned in some way but the real ones truly know where they stole it
I cannot fuck with none of you phonies, you all be fugazi in real life low key

On my soul I'm the one and only
JSantanaFlexUp Sadboi OG
I just be smoking on runts and it's noisy
Put my vlone on bitch I feel cozy
Tie up a knot, serving blocks of the holy
Hit the stu' and I fuck up a track with the homies
Stop acting so plastic, it's really annoying
The way that you move is the same way as police
I'm smoking exotic body like I'm Kobe
White everywhere in my house, so it look snowy
Cut off a bad hoe cause she too nosy
Your bitch look at my wrist tryna snack on my Rollie
Hit from the back, SFX macaroni
I can't read what you tryna show me, Adobe
Green sticking all to the roof, guacamole
I'm too high, but sit back I'll tell you a story

Onnagondola don't even go on the gram
Kicking at rocks you just stare at the sand
Hit me a quick lick I just stare at these bands
Appliqué shapes on my shirt and sweatpants
Fuck getting signed I front myself advance
Front if you want to, but that don't make sense
I stopped popping pills, only rolling up plants
Tryna kick these addictions, feelin' like a grown man
Yeah I be in the zone when I hear from my fans
Off the shrooms so my vision enhanced
Got no time to relax only time to expand
When I go off, it's supply and demand
Don't come near me again, no second chance
These edibles got me in a hypnotic trance
I just might take me a trip out to Japan
Right now I'm sick of cooling in my ends

Oh shit I be crashing a car at the bend
I'm connected just like El Chapo's friends
I'm way too wavy to go out sad
I'm out on a day trip I'll take it to ten
Got Supreme on me no Comme Des
I still gotta flex on my darkest days
You need to catch up or hit the hay
Your whole career fake we gon snatch those chains
Yeah bitch I go bat shit crazy, real life Mortal Kombat x-ray
Know JSantana Johnny Cage, stop acting this ain't matinee
I ain't hit you back, was in outer space but now I'm in the cut like razor blades
Everyone around me making waves, we all up for life there ain't no debate
Somethings off you just smoke onna vape, you ain't doing no shit all day
I fell in love with getting paid, getting brain it's clear we ain't on the same page
Make the work rotate and roll, run up on me, you get tased
I been geeked my whole life so I don't think that this a phase
Today I got no patience test me then you get send to Heaven gates
Fuck the system catch a body beat the case, stitch him up just like it was crochet
I'm doing fuck shit til I decay

Radioactive waste
Imagine dragons whenever I spit some flame
Lock a bitch inside a cage
Laka films gon shoot the frames
I step in wearing newer shades
Fuck the drama you insane
That's why I just stay away
Whatever I'm on staying anticipated
They wondering when, now there's speculation
I'm just working on the presentation
It's four a.m and I'm still dumb faded
Message to all don't get played get payment
I'll only sign a deal under my own stipulations
Fuck life I swear it's all simulation
Whenever I'm on the beat, incinerate it
All twenty fours I stay activated
My flex and my style can't be duplicated
Stay by me and I'll protect you through the Matrix

It feel like the ballad, I'm roaming, why the fuck you tryna clash with the homies?
Life turned to GTA, I think I'm Roman, I'm back on my shit bitch, fuck if you notice
All of my flows get cloned in some way but the real ones truly know where they stole it
I cannot fuck with none of you phonies, you all be fugazi in real life low key