paroles de chanson Last Suppa - Yung Mazi

Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit lonely
And you′re never coming round

Hol up, Po up
Won't serve where I lay my head at
You dead, don′t bring the bread back
My lifestyle got the feds mad
Just made me want a bigger bag
I'm kickin', pimpin′ at the Jigga Pad
I got way more swag then Trinidad

I pop xans when I′m feeling bad
I count bands when I'm feeling bad
She doing it wit no hands, bitch and it ain′t feeling bad
Young, young, young, young rich nigga you can see the cash
They can see my eyes through the ski mask
Rolled up on em' and pulled the trigger fast
Imma bust you, nigga, I don′t flash

Fours on my feet
Same outfit all week
Murder a nigga they covered with sheets
It ain't nothing for me to delete
They pick me up, I will not speak
Stayed down on the block in my cleats
A problem the yoppa release
My bitch got the yoppa on repeat
She love when we beef
Because I give her more meat

I′m about to clock in it's time to hustle
I've been chasing, chasing, chasing duffles
Trying to slow it down the feds rush ya
I hope tonight don′t be my last suppa
I pray tonight don′t be last suppa
I pray tonight don't be last suppa
I pray tonight don′t be last suppa
I pray tonight don't be last suppa
Real hustle

Hol up, boot up
I′m on a molly nigga, fuck suppa
Mazi nigga, he was born a hustla
My junkies nigga, they were born customers
Real killers with me they were born punishers
Not leaving here nigga, one of us
I regulate war and G's like me
They see me and they run "DMC"
My bitch transports the work to the DMV
Common wealth so you know I′m straight

Don't move the money to late
In the morning nigga, we'll skate
My Pyrex nigga, scream rape
Any mood, I′ll take the food of your plate
You can hit my bitch nigga, hit or rape
I don′t sleep nigga so what's late
If he snitch nigga, kill him, for God sake

My patna fucked up behind the nigga, we gone spray the way
Wake the dead and kill ′em again
Get the bread, I jump over counters for my meds
My duffle handicapped, no legs
I can't feel my face, I keep the Yoppa in my lap
My money on the bed and my bitch in the safe
Don′t trust no bitch because these bitches ain't shit
Nigga me, Mugs and Nikko hit that bitch no who she fucking wit

I′m about to clock in it's time to hustle
I've been chasing, chasing, chasing duffles
Trying to slow it down the feds rush ya
I hope tonight don′t be my last suppa
I pray tonight don′t be last suppa
I pray tonight don't be last suppa
I pray tonight don′t be last suppa
I pray tonight don't be last suppa
Real Hustle

Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit lonely
And you′re never never 'round
Turn around