paroles de chanson Drift - Shawn Smith
Look...
Never
worry
'bout
the
chit
and
chat
I'm
too
busy
into
spitting
facts
Put
them
paws
on
you
like
you
Eve
If
I
pay
attention
to
the
tit-for-tat
Radio
playing
more
of
me
Buzz
growing
so
I
get
to
travel
I've
been
drawing
ears
like
the
Disney
channel
Baby
Maya
ain't
mean
a
lot
to
me
Bank
and
Mammy
ain't
mean
a
lot
to
me
So
I'm
tryna
get
my
commas
up
Turn
them
shits
into
apostrophes
Make
'em
look
like
they
apostrophes
I
want
them
to
be
apostrophes
Keep
a
bag
on
the
side
of
me
No
I
don't
wear
no
colostomy
Haters
wanna
hear
the
squad
die
Prolly
got
me
on
they
iPod
I
don't
even
like
to
hit
the
club
I
be
in
the
cut
like
peroxide
Hate
dealing
with
these
whack
cats
All
I'm
tryna
do
is
stack
racks
Til
they
see
me
inside
the
ghost
With
a
duece
up
like
Snapchat
Motivation
so
the
team
grind
No
more
patience
for
a
weak
mind
I'm
just
making
sure
my
bro
sure
He
done
folded
over
paper
three
times
I
remember
we
was
pots
and
pans
All
the
sudden
now
I'm
not
your
man
Wasn't
really
into
sign
language
Til
these
niggas
started
talking
outta
hand
Yeah...
Random
girls
sending
mad
texts
Coming
to
the
shows
half
dressed
I
ain't
get
your
trophy
off
my
shaft
yet
I
ain't
get
your
trophy
off
my
shaft
yet
I'm
going
forward
and
forward
I'm
on
it
and
armored
the
coroners
is
on
us
they
mourn
us
Man
I've
been
performing
and
touring
The
way
that
I'm
stacking
my
daughters
is
born
to
be
hoarders
Style
been
the
hardest
an
artist
we
forward
They
goners
it's
slaughter
you
oughtta
get
caught
up
My
life
like
a
movie
my
name
like
the
ending
Credits
it
get
brought
up
and
brought
and
brought
up
Clever
and
greedy
they
say
I've
been
killing
the
game
Before
all
the
glory
I
fell
Never
could
see
me
but
they
gotta
feel
what
I'm
saying
I'm
more
like
a
story
in
Braille
I'm
'bout
to
ball
so
hard
lay
low
with
my
Piece
out
the
way
and
then
stay
in
my
savings
Just
like
a
crossing
guard
get
dough
in
the
streets
And
go
pavement
to
pavement
to
pavement
Look
how
they
feeling
my
drift
Feeling
my...
yeah...
Look
how
they
feeling
my
drift
Yeah...
Thank
God
for
another
day
I
woke
right
on
up
Competition
in
my
sight
but
trust
No
excuses
man
they
light
enough
Haters
wanna
see
me
bite
the
dust
Every
day
they
they
talking
nice
and
tough
Tell
them
haters
I
don't
like
to
bluff
Get
like
Charlemagne
lighten
up
They
would
rather
use
envy
now
Jealous
ways
no
common
sense
Like
the
dreads
on
Fetty
Wap
Tell
them
haters
that
is
not
my
twist
Make
the
slums
feel
so
alive
Tell
these
rappers
they
should
go
abide
Tell
'em
I'm
the
best
like
Khaled
They
my
sons
all
jokes
aside
They
wanna
bomb
randomly
and
kill
I
keep
it
calm
sanity
is
real
Act
like
we
bond
family
for
real
But
I'm
only
tryna
answer
to
what's
real
They
wanna
rhyme
stand
with
me
and
build
Or
wanna
find
chances
just
to
chill
I'm
tryna
ball
like
an
Eagle
so
we
ain't
Linking
'less
it's
financial
in
the
field
Yeah
Saying
they
missing
the
old
you
They
do
not
care
what
you
go
through
You
gotta
'member
they
only
gon'
love
You
as
much
as
you
let
'em
control
you
I'm
in
they
ear
like
a
Bluetooth
I
just
went
platinum
on
Tube
views
Industry
bound
to
get
shook
Cause
I'm
goin'
down
in
the
books
like
Blue's
Clues
Yeah
Look
at
'em
pissed
that
we
made
it
here
They
see
us
out
and
then
try
to
put
on
a
smile
like
Mr.
Potato
Head
Look
how
they
feeling
my
drift
Look
how
they
feeling
my
drift
(Feeling
my,
feeling
my)
Look
how
they
feeling
my
drift
Look
how
they
feeling
our
drift
1 S.W.P
2 Yvette's Son
3 Shootout
4 Beef and Broccoli
5 Just Swim
6 Drift
7 A Poor Man's Parable
8 Get In the Boat
9 Heaven
10 We Care Now
11 Young Curry
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