Текст песни Rounds - NXTMIKE feat. Byron Juane

I'm alive & I'm live from the set
Wipe me down with some clout & finesse
Yeah we lit, you should send the address
Peep the moves & the waves better yet
Run my rounds, all the clout
Run my rounds, look around
Run my rounds, gucci down
Run my rounds, all the clout

Yeah I've seen better days
All God be the praise
Dodgin' all of my ways
Know this ain't no phase
Holy wave, no water
Future lookin' so solid
Comin thru with the gas
Y'all ain't really think I could spit
Look at my life, that holy drip
Grindin' like I'm on 3rd shift
They all look like they wanna quit
Better come get like me
In my prayer, come find my enemies
Roll through Charlotte with the home team
Field advantage like New England
Mama taught me how to pray
Came up in a major way
Like a Tiger in the Woods
Came up in a major way
I'm just tryna' play the role
Sit back, enjoy the show
Who is you, friend or foe
I thought you were the kinfolk
Shoutout the word, show you the truth
Snap on the beat when I step in the booth
Runnin' the game, you should check on my shoes
I'm just doin' it like a check on my shoes
I'mma just show you how I really do
Talkin' bout Dad, ain't nothin' new
Lookin' around, only a few
OVO - lovin' the crew

I'm alive & I'm live from the set
Wipe me down with some clout & finesse
Yeah we lit, you should send the address
Peep the moves & the waves better yet
Run my rounds, all the clout
Run my rounds, look around
Run my rounds, gucci down
Run my rounds, all the clout

Lookin' for the better days, tryna' find my way
Surfin' on a cloud, somewhere where my father stay
Wonder why I can't sleep, got no time to waste
They think I'mma switch it up, this is not a game
Check the watch, time to grind
Flow switched, waterline
Undefeated in my prime
Got no time to bag a dime
Check the soul up in the trunk
Even haters gotta bump
City on me, Babylon
All the old me dead & gone
Soul over the world
Hope it never occur
Don't mind my wrist
I ain't use to finesse
Don't - mind - wrist - cause I - got - no - finesse
Step back & pull up
For the fam I am a shooter
My eye to the sky
Watch me just talk to the ruler
I'm on a whole 'nother pedigree
So don't forget whatchu' said to me
Stuck up in the booth
Look at the sound, heavenly

I'm alive & I'm live from the set
Wipe me down with some clout & finesse
Yeah we lit, you should send the address
Peep the moves & the waves better yet
Run my rounds, all the clout
Run my rounds, look around
Run my rounds, gucci down
Run my rounds, all the clout