Ace Hood - Born Rebel текст песни

Текст песни Born Rebel - Ace Hood




Ayy, what's up, nephew?
Ayy, man, you better get you a fire truck, man
And uh, get some water and put that fire out, boy
Put that fire out, boy
That goddamn sun's so goddamn hot, boy
You gon' need some water, somethin' to put that fire out, boy
That shit hot, I just called to tell you 'bout it, boy
That, that shit is hot
Love you, Blitz, love you
Yeah, yeah
Cold as ever
Stitch 'em like patent leather
Puzzle me, I'm back together
Ace dropped, switch the schedule
Heavy on the gas pedals
'88, A born rebel
Thirty-four, I'm rich as ever
Feelin' like the new Mandela
Niggas can't cage me, never
Learned how to dance with the devil
Rock sit inside my bezel
Goin' up a few more levels
Bitch niggas do be jealous
Rich niggas do be tellin'
Roll the dice, I landed sevens
Pretty boy in my genetics
Whack him if he disrespect it
Pack him like a TD dinner
Turn him to a chicken tender
Anybody else, they sinners
I've been on my happy, vibrant
Learned how to balance violence
Choose and I can amplify it
How I get the touch of the Midas?
Young and not the bunch of the brightest
Niggas gon' remember the titan
Raised the bar and doubled the prices
Fuckin' with me, never likely
Cuban bitch thick and spicy
Diamonds on me dancin' hyphy
Wonder when it really a hybrid
I ain't lettin' none of you faze me
Bunch of niggas fold in a crisis
Bunch of vibes are really divided
Niggas better pay me in homage
Think I need a minute of silence (Uh)
Uh, they didn't believe it, but God did
I couldn't tell it, but time did
I got no interest in fake friends
Sleepin', I'm stitchin' your eyelids
Hitters behind me like ad-libs
They make your body do cartwheels
Shoutout my lawyer, this shit real
Pullin' me out of that bad deals
I wanted freedom to build mine
Start to see "Holdin' me back" signs
Play with my money, it's flatline
Crossin' them enemy gun lines
I'm on your ass if you threaten mine
I'm on your corner like prime time
I got it covered like long johns
Green only mean that it's go time, pussy
Cold as ever
Stitch 'em like patent leather
Puzzle me, I'm back together
Ace dropped, switch the schedule
Heavy on the gas pedals
'88, A born rebel
Thirty-four, I'm rich as ever
Feelin' like the new Mandela



Авторы: Anthony Wyley, Antoine Mccolister, Gilberto Montoya



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