Текст песни Mr. Cashmere - Quentin , H.3.A.L

I just talk to my nigga
And he was like
What if you born in the abyss?
You can be born into it!
You could've been fucked since the beginning
I was born in 2002 with nothing lose
And few screws loose
I stay silent,just like beat did
I'm going off the deep end
I was hustling while niggas creeping
In your daughter rooms
Shoutout to the fatherless dudes
I got no auto tune
I gotta turn my album in high noon
Who do you talk to?
When the phone too busy
Who do you talk to the phone-
Yeah this that cashmere
I'm Mr. Cashmere
Don't need a cashier
I go crazy when the cash near
All my niggas present all my niggas here
Far from winning this my last cheer
When the goals calling
You pretend you can't hear
Why you came here?
I stay balling I'm a Cavalier
I want a million back I didn't get it last year
Lean gut this is not beer
Talk to her last summer she sounded so sincere
I lost all faith then I lost all fear
So why you came here?
Why you came here? (Why you came here?)
Why you came here?
I came here to tell'em
I'm trynna get established
I need the iced out patek
I need the bad bitch with the accent
Ok, don't really need that
But It'd be nice if I had it
Cause the golden child never gon' grow up
If I blow up I change it to platinum
I need plaques for all of this passion
My nigga need a grammy he been spazzing
Heal that's my twin we on top oblivion
Watching the world turn into ashes
Laughing at niggas who doubted us
While them niggas fight over never having shit
Damn the feeling immaculate
You should feel this
This a new high come and get this
I never said this shit before
Nigga wan' talk about the goat
Man Heal you should fucking know (ahhhh)

Ahhhh Who that is riding round in my city
In my city, in my city, in my city
And I'm back like I never did it
Back like I never did it, back like I never did it
No snap backs nigga we just all wear fitteds
Wear fitteds
Who that is riding round in my city
In my city,In my city
No snap backs nigga we all fitted
We all with it
Lightskin ass nigga

I'm still the cashmere
It's been good year
Shitting on all of my peers
I gave them souvenirs and a good career
Let me stop real quick
I thinking I'm getting sick,I had to grab my blick
She told just a year go
I was gonna go cold instead going gold
I hold my breath when love in air
Cause it always put my life on hold
The more I stress the more I grow tired
I give more than required
They tired putting me in backseat but that plan backfired
She look me the eyes I can tell she admire
That I feel my success is dire
Depression in the air got feeling expired
I just hit blunt and sip a lil lean
It came here save the day Tobey Mcguire
And against all odds
Anxiety got me lining up the squads and take em' out by quads
No smoke this is all gunshots
I want vacation to all the hottest sunspots
This my imagination talking while I sit here and jot about a life that has no plot
Sadness blocks way like blood clots
So here I go off on my own world to give it all that I got

Who that is riding round in my city
In my city,In my city,in my ci-
No snap backs nigga we just all fitted
Who that is riding round in my city
In my city,In my city,in my city
No snap backs nigga we just all wear fitteds
We all wear fitteds, we all wear fitteds
Who that is riding round in my city
Back like I never did it, back like I never did it
No snap backs nigga we just all wear fitteds
We all wear fitteds
We all with it