Текст песни Crescendo - tyler donavan

Who the fuck is outside of my window?
They told me keep my head up on a swivel
Some march to their own drum, I keep the tempo
I stacked C-Notes, but I need more - CRESCENDO
The stick make you lay low, we playin' limbo
No, I ain't talkin' me - I mean my kinfolk.
We stay ready to die
But dawg, what do we live for?
We stay ready to die
We stay ready to die

Now they'll label me from the DMV
But a nigga never said "Kill Moe"
Niggas really went & killed Moe
& I still don't know how to feel, bro.
Even I considered packin'
Just so that I don't get caught lackin'
Shit had me laughin'
Niggas gave up shootin' fair ones
Now they pull up & shoot everyone
My nigga (beep) smiled with the play guns
Mugshot still had the same one
I hope he cash in when the bid done
Treat his girl right, give his kid love
Big shrug to anybody who ain't 'bout it
Big hug is needed for the money countin'
You ain't hip, bruh?
The rate went up.
Yeah, I give love even when they doubted.
I was tryna get my wheels turnin'
'Cuz a nigga tired of being a spoke
& it feel like my knees hurtin'
Yeah, this shit slap
Am I still a joke?
I know I'm dope with the quotes on the mp3
but niggas never mention me
I feel like Ye with his bae at the buffet of KFC
(Are these niggas that much better than me?)
Hell nah, I wasn't ready for the game yet
Hadn't made a name yet
Shorty went to chase dick
So a nigga chased checks
In the summer, she was sprung all the time
But for a winner, she would fall into line
& all these niggas want is pennies for they thoughts
I need dollars for mine
I need pockets lined, chakras aligned
Mama, I'm fine
I came out the dirt a diamond
Time to polish & shine
The biggest lie is still the promise of time
Wait, hold my line...

Who the fuck is outside of my window?
They told me keep my head up on a swivel
Some march to their own drum, I keep the tempo
I stacked C-Notes, but I need more - CRESCENDO
The stick make you lay low, we playin' limbo
No, I ain't talkin' me - I mean my kinfolk.
We stay ready to die
But dawg, what do we live for?
We stay ready to die
We stay ready to die