paroles de chanson Keep Calm, Carry On - Versatility

(This ain't a race lil baby this a marathon)
(Even thru the struggle kept calm and I carried on)
(Only pray when it get bad why you swear to God?)
(Feel like a don get it on with don perignon)

This ain't a race lil baby this a marathon
Even thru the struggle kept calm and I carried on
Only pray when it get bad why you swear to God?
Feel like a don get it on with don perignon

Put my heart on my sleeve and my soul up on this track
Call her Ricky I pull her tracks and buss up on ha back
Don't need a UAV i'ma red dot onna map
Young Cambodian tryna put the culture on his back
I'm from a grimey city
Even before the fame bitches poppin tiddies
Had to switch lanes see who really rockin wimme
Rip Nip with these blues on a chain i'm dropping sixty
(Rip Nip with these blues on a chain i'm dropping sixty)
This ain't a race lil baby this a marathon
Even thru the struggle kept calm and I carried on
Only pray when it get bad why you swear to God
Feel like a don get it on with don perignon

One for the poverty so we pop a champagne
Two tryna copy me but cant do it the same
Three feel like rocky wont see me lose to a lame
Four on IG showing her body she ain't got no shame

Drake and Chris brown she got no guidance
Say we got chemistry this ain't science
If i'm lying then i'm flying
Only here for 4 seasons attack on titan

I told the bitch to keep calm, yo, bitch, she fuckin' with Lil' Maine
Because she know that I'm a don
I'm in the store, two blacks, I'm finna make another song
I love my lil' freak bitch, she throw it back in the thong
My nigga Verse sent the beat, I told bro, I'm finna gas it

Niggas speakin' on Lil' Maine, I think he wanna meet his casket
These niggas hatin' for no reason, I'm just makin' clothes and rappin
If I don't get it out the stu, then I'ma get it out the trappin
I'm nothin' like the last, I told the bitch, I'm not average

Niggas yappin' on the gram, I'm like lil nigga stop the actin
I told the bitch, you on my time, then lil' bitch, I need my back ends
And no more rainy days, so every dollar, bitch, I'm stackin
All that capping in yo rap, y'all need to hang it up

She ain't believin' shit I say, but I don't give a fuck
It's me and Verse, you niggas know that y'all can't fuck with us
And if you ever turn your back, then, bitch, you outta luck
And fuck with a broke nigga, gotta say, bitch, I'm tryna ball

She got a pretty face in the back, I'm finna hit it raw
These niggas fag off for no reason, I can't fuck with y'all
And all you rap about is pullin' skits, you need to knock it off
All you gotta do is tell me what you need, and I'ma drop it off

I do this rap shit for the fam, that's why I'm goin' off
He said he was gon' grab me when he see me, but ain't pop it off
He said he was gon' grab me when he see me, but ain't pop it off
Nigga