paroles de chanson Sincere - Skip

I let you go
Always playing games that shit was getting old
Rick Rubin, all my links are cuban
All my shits exclusive
Now a niggas boomin

Where the fuck have you been
Giving me excuses
I ain't gotta prove shit
Do it wit the music

I ain't wit the hickory dickory
I know this shit could get slippery
I'll never forget what you did for me

Even through all of the misery

Couldn't delete all our history
I don't give a fuck what you say
I know my names in your head everyday
Some things never change
Well maybe the chain
But who can i blame
I'm paving my lane
I'm killing the game
These niggas is strange
These bitches is lame
Give me a year ima get to the fame

I gotta get to the salad
Women and money i keep it a balance
I be thumbing through the cabbage
I was making you a habit
I was thinking you was valid
You done woken up a savage

You ain't want to feel embarrassed
So you kept it to yourself
You won't tell them how you felt
Underneath the gucci belt
And they way i made you melt

I wish you well, real niggas don't kiss and tell
I'm LmL, counting money and rolling L's

I let you go
Always playing games that shit was getting old
Rick Rubin, all my links are cuban
All my shits exclusive
Now a niggas boomin

Where the fuck have you been
Giving me excuses
I ain't gotta prove shit
Do it wit the music