paroles de chanson Children - surf

Yeah, I need my— (Yeah)
I need my— (Yeah)

I need my name on all of that
I need my hands in all of that
I like when the money come all in cash
I'm not your brother, don't call me that
Huh, damn
Came from a place where you gotta go get it
If you don't get up, then you dyin' (Yeah)
I put my logic over the emotions like every time,
it ain't no more cryin' (Yeah)
I was talkin' to God, like, "Give me a sign"
I saw my reflection and looked in my eyes
All I saw was the pain mixed in with the pride
All I saw was the promises mixed with the lies

If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I guess that explains why I'm in a plane
I keep Drizzy, no Drake,
if I let it blow, I promise, you won't be the same
I'm pretty young but I need to see me a million
'Cause I need a million for all of my children
and all of they children
And all of they children,
and all of they children, and all of they children

Why in the fuck would I care 'bout your feelings?
I blend in the room like a fuckin' chameleon
My new coupe don't got no muhfuckin' ceiling
Allergic to roofs like it need penicillin
I was too nice to these niggas
Now, I pay the price for these niggas, it made me a villain
RUINED. my body, it's RUINED. my closet
I promise, I'm makin' a muhfuckin' killing (You ruin everything)
Might buy me a Rollie for the hell of it (Hell of it)
You ain't fuckin' niggas up, boy, you celibate (Celibate)
You be cappin' on the 'Gram for the relevance (Relevance)
I be coming back to like a Revenant (Revenant)
My new bitch bad, she heaven sent (Yeah)
She be stressin' me out, but I love it (Love it)
She want kids like Cheaper by the Dozen (Dozen)
When you buy guns, they cheaper by the dozen (Ha)
If we slide through, then you better get to duckin' (Boom, boom, boom)
Diamonds gon' dance, made this shit do the dougie
He be talkin' online, when I saw him, he was runnin'
You ain't gotta ask twice, I promise, we comin' (Yeah)
Tryna turn up for the summer (Yeah)
I wish a nigga would like lumber
Keep me a stick in my hand like a drummer (Yeah)
Keep me a tool and a whip like a plumber (Ha)
(Lonely)

If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I guess that explains why I'm in a plane
I keep Drizzy, no Drake,
if I let it blow, I promise, you won't be the same
I'm pretty young but I need to see me a million
'Cause I need a million for all of my children
and all of they children
And all of they children,
and all of they children, and all of they children