Rey Morado - Solange paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Solange - Rey Morado



Pain and pleasure are often a dish served together
Passion will be the downfall of us all
Young nigga
Elderly soul, I'm stoned i cant even feel it
My eyes red, granddaddy's was Amarillo
Maybe I'm sick too
Mind of a villain fill up my body wit igloo
Cause I'm feeling cold
Absolute zero, my bank account ain't even load
Bitch its a blizzard I'm feeling slicker than chrome
I got that bird flu
She on my dinnick, oblivious, like I curve who
Niggas be tripping, hitting they bitch wit a curfew
She hitting niggas, shawty Solange
Locs on a hundred, think i was raised in salon
I came up in saloon, the wild wild west
It tend to pitch you to doom, I be pissed off
Hit the gas, keep it moving, fuck a pit stop
Bigger crop in my pocket, clock break a nigga
Spend my break on rocket, I might never return
Swear my mind be an urn, way my memory burn
Burn like my enemy, when on stage, into entity turn
God shit nigga, you on that flaw shit
Keep my distance, I be way too raw for the for flicker
I been, feeling so cold
Way below zero, I'm frigid, wont ever fold
Enter the blizzard, these niggas ain't ever flown
I got that bird view
Critics a pivot actin like they ain't even heard you
Niggas be tripping, hitting they bitch with a curfew
She hitting niggas, shawty Solange
Einstein brain, the head game the bomb
What the hell blowing up is, I'm just trying to feed the farm
Nah, I done stepped back in my setbacks
Throwing off my step back
Hall of fame living, rubbing shoulders where the best at
Hella unsung niggas, who hungry, like where yo chest at
The hunt for doubloons, I been deprived since womb
Gouged out my eyeballs, ignored the wounds
With blood fresh up on my hands, I be lord to few
I raised up from the morgue, I got more to do
This portion few, I poured out my soul and flew
Must got the flu nigga
Cause I'm feeling cold
Feeling that killer frost, never packing a coat
Feathers get frozen, I might just drop to road
Just like a bird do
Pray that I perish 'fore landing flat, it wont hurt you
Niggas be tripping, hitting they bitch with a curfew
She hitting niggas, shawty Solange



Writer(s): Erik Tuft


Rey Morado - Kymera
Album Kymera
date de sortie
23-03-2023




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