Текст песни Hard Fillings - Wali Bird

Oh
(Woah woah woah)
Yeah Oh (Scirt)

God knows (Oh)

Everything that glitter ain't gold but you running out of time again
See that's your problem you don't listen
The difference between us is the distance
We were like siamese how we tear apart
It love in the air but hell everywhere
Nigga that's my seat how could take my chair
Oh yeah kool aid I'm busting through her wall's
Girl you know that feel God
Filling this song with feelings that's hard for me

In a black space the ain't seeing me
In a rat race I could see the cheese
A+ but I'm the bee's knee's aye she bugging me suddenly
Just spoil me with loyalty bitch I'll treat you like you royalty
Coming to a conclusion we in ruins
Flew in just in time to save you
On a island ocean blue
Ain't no take in the movies what you doing
Ain't no losing but you losing all your sanity
I rap with the moon and the stars off the space cadets
It's hard feeling when it great sex
Probably didn't wear a latex neither
It's hard feeling hard feeling God I know you see us
These niggas party with Madea's smoking biscotti with an Alyea
In a two seater yeah
I need Franklin like Aretha
I want a SRT jeep like the creeper
Where did you get them eyes they some keepers
You got nine lives four five probably leave ya
She a queen like Latifah
Smoking some sativa (Yea yea)

Everything that glitter ain't gold but you running out of time again
See that's your problem you don't listen
The difference between us is the distance
We were like siamese how we tear apart
It love in the air but hell everywhere
Nigga that's my seat how could take my chair
Oh yeah kool aid I'm busting through her wall's
Girl you know that feel God
Filling this song with feelings that's hard for me

Uh like one time for real ones
Niggas keep playing but these niggas they got real gun
Beggars going be choosers but you accusing with a fake tongue
Watch out for the snake it's a rake in the tall grass
I'm on your ass cast away need a raft
Only reason I laugh cause the pain in the past
I'm just ripping through the tension in the room
That bitch a witch on a broom
Don't turn bitch and turn to fish and get consumed (Oh)

Everything that glitter ain't gold but you running out of time again (Yeah)
The difference between us is the distance