Stan III - No Shit paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson No Shit - Stan III



Taking my time w it, taking my time w it
Diamonds in my stop watch
Ran lapse round the city for the exercise
Next aligned get a young nigga next in line
Best of mine breaking out and it's top notch
At yo head like a topknot
Ten toes to the block, boxed in like some hopscotch
Swear to god that a nigga screen points like a jump shot
Step back nigga
Looking like a comeback kid, I'm a slug-it-out-the-park ass hittuh
Ballpark figures
Still I do it all for sport, all support
Always on, never off the court, I'm
Off the bench w my new shit, I
Said I know but ain't knew shit, I
Say I do and then bullshit, why
Do I do this to I
Boy you never gone know shit
If you always no shit
Bobbing and weaving ya cut of the ocean
To drown in the potions, yeah yeah yeah
Ain't feeling no shit
Just going thru motions,
Deep in the waters, w no fear, i'm floating
Pray the father keep me in the open
I put my play out on the stage
Find my way out lesser games
I been thinking bout my cage
Tryna fly out out my page like
Go get the money, hold on to money, spend it
Hold on my honey, know no one ever know shit
Real recognize real nigga notions
Feel the wave like an ocean
Or standing ovation
For stanley withstanding and planning with patience
I'm scanning they faces
They power level low, I know who the fakes is
Feel no need to fake shit
Reciprocating all that bullshit they taking
I'm draining and reinging
Precipitating passion outta the lake ends
And i knowwwww
Better, tryna break the cycle
Know that you cannot decipher this disciple
I been floating off the purple power psycho
Sparking up a lil fire flower child
Looking like a burning bush out in the wild yeah I
Play in the pineal
Getting so lost in the dial tone
Need me a vial to smile on
Took me a while and used it wrong
God gave me a mile and I'm inching on
Get a look at my style, bitch I'm versatile
In my life, every verse a tell, every song
Prolly product of percy's I'm pinching on
Got me praying for mercy in vacant homes
The galley of shadows just hit my phone
My valley of death made of silicone
Chalice I'm sippin' on
Chances I'm slippin' on
I put my play out on the stage
Find my way out lesser games
I been thinking bout my cage
Tryna fly out out my page like
Go get the money, hold on to money, spend it
Go get the money, hold on to money, spend it
Go get the money, hold on to money, spend it
Go get the money, aye
I put my play out on the stage
Find my way out lesser games
I been thinking bout my cage
Tryna fly out out my page like
Go get the money, hold on to money, spend it
Hold on my honey, know no one ever know shit
Real recognize real nigga motions
Never spill in the potion
Never feel the emotion
Shit get real in a moment
Shooting outta frame when i'm open
Tapped in, I'm zoning
Nigga lane looking golden
Green finna strike like i'm bowling
Sheen in a light i done woven
Team looking like why you holding
Back, bitch i lean on my focus
That gasoline i been smoking
Coining the quotes to my token
Granted but never for taken
Chance's are i be replacing your favorite
Hand it off, it ain't no relay we racing
Anchor down, ain't no misstep or mistaking
The depth of a nigga the death of these niggas
Breaker breaker, i'm done watching and waiting
Seen you dazing it's bout time to awaken
Catch me hanging in the sun like a raisin
I'm feeling amazing
I put my play out on the stage
Find my way out lesser games
I been thinking bout my cage
Tryna fly out out my page like
Go get the money, hold on to money, spend it
Hold on my honey, know no one ever know shit
Feel the wave like an ocean



Writer(s): Leroy Burgess Iii


Stan III - To Whom It May Concern
Album To Whom It May Concern
date de sortie
28-05-2021




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