paroles de chanson Flash - W3S
Life
been
moving
quickly
like
i'm
flash
now
I
see
money
coming
in
my
bank
account
that's
cash
now
I
might
buy
a
Rollie',
'cause
I
can
now
All
these
motherfuckers
hate
me,
'cause
I'm
getting
bands
now
I'ma
sell
out
shows
like
i'm
the
man
now
I
see
every
single
person
vibing
in
the
stands
now
Beam
is
finna
hit
you
with
two
hands
now
If
you
ain't
with
the
style,
get
the
fuck
back
to
your
mans
house
Driving
down
the
road,
and
i'm
feeling
real
crazy
This
the
life
I
chose,
so
I
been
living
it
lately
I
can't
fuck
that
hoe,
'cause
she
wanna
be
my
baby
I'ma
smoke
a
O,
got
me
feeling
so
lazy
And
my
bank
account
been
going
up
(up,
up)
I
got
power
in
my
corner,
I
don't
give
a
fuck
(fuck)
I
was
feeling
out
of
order
because
I
been
broke
(broke)
Now
I
see
the
future,
and
it's
been
giving
me
hope
(hope)
I
done
been
ready
for
this
life
My
head
moving
steady,
Bonny,
Clyde
I
ain't
been
in
bed
for
like
4 nights
Studio
been
crazy,
i'm
alright
I
can't
buy
a
wedding
ring,
on
wife
But
I
got
the
Henny,
under
ice
Shout
out
to
Dani,
because
i'm
Awake
on
the
daily,
fuck
the
night
Life
been
moving
quickly
like
i'm
flash
now
I
see
money
coming
in
my
bank
account
that's
cash
now
I
might
buy
a
Rollie',
'cause
I
can
now
All
these
motherfuckers
hate
me,
'cause
I'm
getting
bands
now
I'ma
sell
out
shows
like
i'm
the
man
now
I
see
every
single
person
vibing
in
the
stands
now
Beam
is
finna
hit
you
with
two
hands
now
If
you
ain't
with
the
style,
get
the
fuck
back
to
your
mans
house
On
a
roll
I
got
the
smoke
all
in
my
clothes
Moving
icy
'cause
i'm
cold
But
at
least
i'm
staying
whole
(Ay)
Fuck
it
This
too
slow,
pass
her
to
bro
Told
that
lil'
bitch
we
can't
fuck
anymore
She
wanna
come
out
to
all
of
my
shows
I
ain't
got
time
to
be
whipping
a
rolls
I'ma
go
get
money,
fame,
and
the
hoes
I
can
see
my
future,
brighter
then
gold
This
is
the
life
that
I
wanted,
and
chose
All
of
this
hate
man
I
flip
it,
and
roll
(Damn)
Slow
it
up
I'm
sipping
alcohol,
throw
it
up
I
already
know
how
i'm
balling,
big
bands
on
me
like
i'm
Michael
Jordan
Man
I
told
ya',
man
throw
it
up
Party
was
lame,
but
I
showed
it
up
I
take
the
game,
and
I
blow
it
up
Bitch
gimme
brain
like
she
blowing
up
She
want
the
fame,
but
can't
fuck
with
us
Life
been
moving
quickly
like
i'm
flash
now
I
see
money
coming
in
my
bank
account
that's
cash
now
I
might
buy
a
Rollie',
'cause
I
can
now
All
these
motherfuckers
hate
me,
'cause
I'm
getting
bands
now
I'ma
sell
out
shows
like
i'm
the
man
now
I
see
every
single
person
vibing
in
the
stands
now
Beam
is
finna
hit
you
with
two
hands
now
If
you
ain't
with
the
style,
get
the
fuck
back
to
your
mans
house
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