Vonne2x - MOTOR WHEELS 2 (Motive) (feat. Tahze) [Remix] текст песни

Текст песни MOTOR WHEELS 2 (Motive) (feat. Tahze) [Remix] - Vonne2x




Niggas ain't, niggas ain't, uh, uh
If niggas get no bread and got no motherfucking motive
Pour this red inside my cup, I take two sips and I feel bloated
Niggas popping pills every day, but I don't wanna cry cause I can't hold it
Got pink, stones inside my necklace, these niggas be cap, they ain't got motion
If a nigga wanna speak, take his cap off cause I'm a prince
You ask my mama, I had all the bread cause I had much inside this bitch
I remember the days I stood in the rain just to get the money for the rent
Nigga, my story deeper than yours and nigga, my shit just like a ditch
I worked so hard to get to this, I wanted it better than a bitch
I met some niggas along the way, they carry me just like I'm rich
And all y'all pockets deep as shit, that mean y'all broker than a bitch
I got this wock inside my cup, I'm dosing off as I spit
Well shit I'm leanin, and leanin, fighting all my fucking demons
This bitch ain't reaching for my gun, she gotta be curious like she Steven
I lost my brothers and my uncle, nigga, you already know I'm weeping
Yeah, you already know I'm fucking weeping
I just thought about shit I did in the past to get my money right
And if your bitch shaking ass inside the club, you ain't getting her back tonight
And I hate thinking about that shit I did, it's like my kryptonite
And I hate wearing blue to school, them niggas be thinking I'm cripping, right
And I don't wanna do this shit no more, I'm thinking about quitting again
I check my bank account, my dividends, ain't adding up again
But in the morning I think, should I flash out or should I keep it in
Nigga, should I keep it in
And when you going up, them niggas don't even ask you, how you feel
When I stand up by myself, I already know I keep it real
And damn, my pockets fatter than a nigga that's coming for a dinner deal
And all my opps, they striked out three times like Adidas on a deal
If niggas get no bread, they got no motherfucking motive
If niggas get no bread, they got no motherfucking motive
If niggas get no bread, they got no motherfucking motive
If niggas get no bread, they got no motherfucking motive
If niggas ain't get no bread, they got no motherfucking motive
I put diamonds in my shit, the watch blinked out just like choker
I got dreads because we locked in, niggas all part of the culture
If you snake me, then I swear to God, you'll get cropped out the portrait
You said I was crazy, but I couldn't do nothing about it, cause I was hearing voices
Them bitches lie to me, they ain't give no fuck about my choices
But it's okay, nigga, it's alright, you outta luck if you tryna fight
Niggas reach for my neck, one time I pop this bitch, you lose your life
Yeah, it's crazy how I'm moving packs and I ain't moving muscle
I ain't get no sleep in like five days, but it's all part of the hustle
I'ma keep on grinding till I get want, and shit closer
I had Vonne, hand me that pack off and I ran it back with motion
Nigga, you know how hard it was to get to where the fuck I'm at
Nigga, you ever slept on that floor without a cover and a mat
I admit, I was a bad kid, I had whips all in my bed
Had to slow it down some, a lil' nigga was moving fast
I'm finna turn you into a vegan, you don't want no more beef
I was in the field 24-7, tighten up my cleats
If you wanna bring up guns, nigga, leave it in the streets
Yeah, this water over here deep, you better learn to tuck your feet, nigga



Авторы: Devonne Goodrich Jr.


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