paroles de chanson Picasso Leaning - Tasha The Amazon

"Picasso Leaning" Lyrics:

1: Something like Never-Never Land,
Cuz we ain't getting grown,
And the nights, they don't never end,
Cuz we never go home

It's the subwoof in the ride,
Bump the trunk up to the sky,
Blowing O's in the Poconos,
Smoke signals from my tribe

Call it what you wanna call it,
This whole room is alcoholics,
Cup full and empty wallets,
Problems of the young and lawless

You know it's levels to the dirt,
A gram is for fun and a thousand is work,
I sip a lager and my man's sipping zerp,
Just trying to get turnt like Petey Pab's shirt

The room's spinning like a chopper,
Got some OGs who ain't fing with coppers,
I carry the weight of my crew and my sins,
Everyone's looking at me for a win

Just quiet that part of me that say I oughtta be,
Regular instead of living this odyssey,
You could not possibly get my biography,
You too afraid to do life with velocity

Gun still at your waist, I already pulled triggers,
I'm a lover but I am a killer,
I'm a finisher, you're a beginner,
Give me my seven figures

Just a scholar with dangerous tendencies,
Days are so sick and the night, the remedy,
Oh God, I pray that we don't get dependencies,
Oh God, I pray we don't run out of Hennessy

Picasso leaning, Picasso leaning
I been Picasso leaning, Picasso leaning

Faces, faces, faces, I can't see straight,
I been on this train for like a week straight,
I been Picasso leaning, I been Picasso leaning

What's a man to an eagle?
What's an eagle to a plane?
What's a plane to mtherfer
Flying high on everything?

Take a flight on some doses,
Candy-flipping till I'm sipping on mimosas,
All my mans on a rollercoaster,
Everyone feeling enhanced, Sammy Sosa

(I'm rolling) I don't need a reason,
Tim Leary of the rap season,
(I'm rolling) seeing synesthesia,
Whole body shook like I hit a taser

Can't sleep any any way now,
We've been living too fast,
Seems like when I try to slow down,
I just hit the gas

Started like J-Kwon gettin' tipsy,
Looked ahead saw the slope gettin' slippery,
Jumped on and spun away like a Frisbee,
Smoking out and pourin' up, word to Pimp C

Did it all night long, word to Richie,
Want to break every rule, word to Fifty,
Put in work, it was worth it, that's Missy,
Speeding in my lane, don't care if it's risky

Forgive me, forgive me, these 40s and folly,
And my youngins who poppin' that molly,
Who lose it, they lose it like car keys,
Till dresses get soggy

Still plotting too much, pushing too much,
I'm 10 steps ahead, that's a lonely place,
So I knock out my brains, a chemical punch,
And make a Picasso out of my face

Picasso leaning, Picasso leaning
I been Picasso leaning, Picasso leaning

Faces, faces, faces, I can't see straight,
I been on this train for like a week straight,
I been Picasso leaning, I been Picasso leaning