Dre Costa - Getaway (feat. NDB Deuce) текст песни

Текст песни Getaway (feat. NDB Deuce) - Dre Costa




Look, me and Dre in the V-Ride
Puffin' on the tree line
Layin' low but the flow is too serious, nigga we high
This life a bitch, I'ma conquer it yeah nigga, she mine
I break it down
I had them bills in the air replacing pounds
Rather get rich from rappin' on 808 sound
Trap money good, but it's stressful I'm fighting cases now
Tryn' flip the page around, got new chapters to my story
Being broke all my life, ain't no doubt I'm taking the glory
At the end of the road
You woulda thought I'm King Midas, how I be drippin' in gold
Now I'm whippin' the Rolls
Double R in the front of it, nigga I'm pimpin' fa sho
Got bitches when I was broke, now I just trip wit' my hoes
She tryna fuck me for tickets, wanna bring her friends to the show
Now they all on me, even the ones back then told me no
Ain't poppin' out with none of 'em baby, nah that ain't my style
Texted me that I ain't seen you inna while
I just wanna get away, I'm intoxicated wanna take me different places
Need sumn' to hold me down, goin' at my own pace
Tryna be more conscious of decisions that I'm makin'
Every single day
I just wanna get away, I'm intoxicated wanna take me different places
Need sumn' to hold me down, goin' at my own pace
Tryna be more conscious of decisions that I'm makin'
Remember I was down, I done came a long way
Long way, long way
Woah woah woah woah
Fuck the fame and the game
Woah woah woah woah
Yeah
Woah woah woah woah
Feel like nothing was the same
Woah woah woah woah
Woah woah woah woah
Fuck the fame and the game
Woah woah woah woah
Ay
Woah woah woah woah
Feel like nothing was the same
Woah woah woah woah
Burnin' through all of this gas that we facin'
Sliding on tracks, like trains at the train station
Had to, joog and rob to cop us a PlayStation
I was sick and tired, my Momma told me to stay patient
So we had to play the game, like EA
Me and Dre hopped in the whip and hit the dash up on the freeway
Got to grabbin' the loud to pack 'er up like it's Green Bay
Uncle hooked to rock, but he not bumpin' no Green Day
Put my heart on this song and they gon' have it on replay, each day
I'm battlin demons this ain't no D-Day
But a nigga been learnin', I swear to God I'm gettin better
Pushin' through heavy weather
Dealing wit' shit, my Granny need meds, and I feel the pressure
So I'ma grind til' forever
Buildin' my racks just schoolin these niggas, like a professor
They askin' bout bitches like I could really address 'em
Had to, get this weight off my chest like I'm bench pressin'
I just wanna get away, I'm intoxicated wanna take me different places
Need sumn' to hold me down, goin' at my own pace
Tryna be more conscious of decisions that I'm makin'
Every single day
I just wanna get away, I'm intoxicated wanna take me different places
Need sumn' to hold me down, goin' at my own pace
Tryna be more conscious of decisions that I'm makin'
Remember I was down, I done came a long way
Long way, long way
Woah woah woah woah
Fuck the fame and the game
Woah woah woah woah
Yeah
Woah woah woah woah
Feel like nothing was the same
Woah woah woah woah
Woah woah woah woah
Fuck the fame and the game
Woah woah woah woah
Ay
Woah woah woah woah
Feel like nothing was the same
Woah woah woah woah



Авторы: André Costa



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