paroles de chanson GROTESQUE - evaniano

Born here, spinnin' around that corner
Four were here they were smokin' that quarter
Stronger, I never cross the border
Order, I think I should call her
For real, it's good, feel like a warm meal
All these glories, wanna deal?
Wheelie on Two wheels
Juicy, uzi, ballin' like Shaquille
But I feel like i wanna morir

10 PM
Chillin' on a bench
Thinkin' 'bout the days where I didn't use to care
3 AM
Chillin' in a benz
Ballin' in the night cuz I don't do nothing else
Chillin' in a porche, drowning in my thoughts
Drink a couple shots, just to get across
All those fucking problems and this stupid loss
I don't even talk, I just go straight and walk

Cuz you doin' this shit with no context
And I'm tryin' with this shit to make a prospect
You ain't got no Experience, ain't it complex?
And I'm makin' a mil with these projects
Cuz you doin' this shit with no context
And I'm tryin' with this shit to make a prospect
You ain't got no Experience, ain't it grotesque?
Cuz you know that failing ain't my subject

But i know where i go
Here we go yeah for sure
Later call me on the phone
Makin' beats over hoes
On a laptop i stole
Sip a pop-top coke
Everybody say whooooa
Parallel lines
Frontin' on that XY's
You not in the picture, yeah i had to resize
Keep sleepin on me, I'mma sing you a lullaby
You know i fly high, call me buttefly

Playing by my rules
But i ain't get no shots
It depends on the mood
I ain't got to talk
Typical dude
Old-shooled, it's a flood
Cynical fool
Used to showerin' with blood
Lighter than a feather
Wearing a leather
Jacket and a sweater
Centered-botton, 2 letters
Not tryna get together
But I'm trying to get her
I take it with a laughter
But can you check the weather?

Cuz you doin' this shit with no context
And I'm tryin' with this shit to make a prospect
You ain't got no Experience, ain't it complex?
And I'm makin' a mil with these projects

Cuz you doin' this shit with no context
And I'm tryin' with this shit to make a prospect
You ain't got no Experience, ain't it grotesque?
Cuz you know that failing ain't my subject