paroles de chanson Get Your Shit Together - Rothstein

Say a little praise for me
Say, say
Wellfleet sand in our sex, in our hair
Great our love feels like when my pops wasn't there
I don't run, I don't leave
I don't stop, I don't care
But when it breaks
When my mom payed her hospital fair
I been ten toes down
(As in everything I do)
What are you ten years in
(It ain't good enough for you)
And I don't make no break
I don't get no major deal
What if I do and then I leave and I forget the way it feels to be this lonely
To be this broke
To be this hungry
To be this dope
To me it's funny
I don't think I should be doing this songs for 200 a pop now
But I need the money
So long to the postman
Pitbull ate my homework
Sky fell and we both ran
Both ran 'till our toes hurt
Both hands on the dojer
Twelve sands (?) you a poser
Mull grass for exposure
Both grasping for closure
Toe tag for the culture
Slow dance with a toaster
Pull trams for the growth spurt
Hold hands till it's over
Dope brands feeling so tan
Sniffing co-can off a poster
Coast boys in his bitch now make it a
I don't take nothing for granted
I really grew up on granite
I'm from a whole 'nother planet
This hearing no to the seeds that I sewed and I planted I'm bolder than never I know but I manage
Hoping the damage is (already done)
Seen some of my friends it turned (all the way none)
Hoping they scope out the anger inside them
They smoke it they don't and that's all they become
You wouldn't think it's a game if you knew you already won
You wouldn't think you knew anything
If you knew anything
You would know everything
You would pray hard to stay young
I learned it all from my bitch
She put me under the fact that I'm terribly selfish
She showed me love
She gave me everything I'm under therapy helpless
Twenty four years old get yo shit together
You ain't shit you ain't grown get yo shit together
You ain't ever gonna blow get yo shit together
She 'gon leave if you don't get yo shit together