paroles de chanson 4's - Webbo

My bruddas do not
Abide by the law
We need the rarri
The enzo the Porsche
I called your bih
And I had her on 4′S
When I sip codeine
I pour me a 4'S
I reevaluated all of my aims
Then all these people
Start look at me strange
I might bend her
Over right in a range
Life been good
Man I shouldn′t complain

Life been good
Man I couldn't complain
All these drugs
Make me think it's a game
Out the mud
You can here all the pain
Take another oneee
It′s keepin me sane
Dip and dab out the bag
I hit the bih for the night in
The morning she leave in a cab
All of the pussies
Be talkin the most
But I know they aren′t believable raps
I really seen all the traps
I really handled the heroin
Handled the crack
She asked me could I take any of it back
And I probably laughed
I got your bih on the snort
Only 16 when I hop off the porch
We not the same
We on different courts
I roll with the dead's
I might start a lil morgue

My bruddas do not
Abide by the law
We need the rarri
The enzo the Porsche
I called your bih
And I had her on 4′S
When I sip codeine
I pour me a 4'S
I reevaluated all of my aims
Then all these people
Start look at me strange
I might bend her
Over right in a range
Life been good
Man I shouldn′t complain

I need my money so urgent
I need an off white
Collab with the Virgil
All of these drugs got
Me high like got bird view
How the fuck your girlfriend
Got you a curfew
She be sweet but I'm
Still gone dessert you
Check the weed that
I′m smokin it's purple
Promethazine in my cup
When I'm working
I percocet pill when I′m hurting
I was just hopeless
I need a froze wrist
Thought that you know this
Old shit all of these pussy
Just sound like my old shit
I might go dive in
That bih like the ocean
There was a sign and it said
That there wasn′t no smoking
But we was smoking
I'm not even joking

My bruddas do not
Abide by the law
We need the rarri
The enzo the Porsche
I called your bih
And I had her on 4′S
When I sip codeine
I pour me a 4'S
I reevaluated all of my aims
Then all these people
Start look at me strange
I might bend her
Over right in a range
Life been good man
I shouldn′t complain