Correction Paroles Waves par Haviah Mighty

Featuring(s) : Sean Leon

Retour

Paroles

You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly

[Haviah Mighty]
It might be a phase but I'm stoning
I might blaze in the morning
I'm driving the conversation with Charlamagne in the morning
I sometimes blaze when I'm horny, make you savor me only
Mr. Smith would you stay with me? I'm a major league shorty
Don't bother tracing me poorly, Polaroid for the win still
Don't you know that I sin still?
My dichotomy crazy you probably couldn't sit still
I vibe with Sway in the morning
I'm amazing, don't worry
I write my name for the story, don't mind my lane bitch, I'm Tory
Y'all as sacred as Maury, I'm inflating my glory
Ain't no debate, I ain't sorry, bet you hate me, I get it
You lame and may be pathetic, my DNA is poetic
Hey I mean it's genetics, I'm sacred but they just catching up
Eliminate factors but always take the grant
Don't imitate a pastor but I more than chase the facts
I'm sittin' on this paper like I'm rollin' with the bank
I mastered simply knowing how to rap, respect it
You hamster in this bowl, you just a rat, defective
I battle little boys and make 'em men
Remember the intro of many men?
Respect is what I'm on and you should know I'ma stay strong
I rev the engine, all I know is go like a Veyron
And you must like the flavor, wanna lick on me
Yeah baby you must like the wave, you tryna swim on me

You must think I'm fly (No wonder you so close, oh)
You must think I'm fly (We smokin' in my home, so)
You must think I'm fly (Got backwoods for the low, low)
You must think I'm fly (Yeah, ayy)

[Sean Leon]
Fist full of dollars, punchlines kick your ass like Chris Wallace
Stuffing pockets, they fat with split wallets
Live lawless, uh, her lip gloss is my dick polish, uh, uh
New bounce, I never knew balance
Cashing a cheque, I like the new balance
They watch, somehow I do balance it
Walk in my shoes up in these New Balances, ayy
A tight rope, raise the stakes, raise hell 'til heaven is at its gate
These niggas snake and fake and nothing's sacred
For heaven's sake, I was ready to die working grave shifts
God is gracious, now it's steak with my side and my main bitch
Yeah, I was lost in a maze, now they shocked and amazed, it's amazing
Yeah, I know my fears are only mine, I know my fears are in my mind
I got no fears except for time, I took those fears and made them mine
I can't go back 'cause I can't change that, made some change now I can't change back
Things felt strained, I had to change that
But when shit gets strange you need your game back

You must think I'm fly (No wonder you so close, oh)
You must think I'm fly (We smokin' in my home, so)
You must think I'm fly (Got backwoods for the low, low)
You must think I'm fly (Whoa)
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly
You must think I'm fly

clip

Ton pseudo sera publié. Laisses les champs vide pour rester anonyme.