Correction Paroles Watch Me Blow par Ice Billion Berg

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Cold nights in that blazer
Almost lost my life in that blazer
Ignored me when I asked for a favor
All I had was my chrome and a prayer
Designer dreams got me risking tomorrow
Let me starve now they ask me to borrow
Dented doors on that blue Monte Carlo
Sleeping on me but I’ll wake them when I blow

I been out here on my grind trying to make it
How I am I suppose to starve and be patient
Can’t keep waiting for my time I got to take it
I looked back into my corner it was vacant
Show me love because I’m in designer fabrics
Flash them hundreds in my face when I was average
Ignored me and now they’re flocking by the dozen
I came up and I’m the topic of discussion
I got my Burberry, professional button up
Dropping bands in the jar so the bartender cutting up
When I smile she go blind from diamonds and AU
Penthouse balconies on the beach with a nice view
Account got me feeling like the matrix has a glitch
All these comas got me feeling like I’m money making Mitch
Different city every night like the playoffs
Long nights on that road got to pay off

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Cold nights in that blazer
Almost lost my life in that blazer
Ignored me when I asked for a favor
All I had was my chrome and a prayer
Designer dreams got me risking tomorrow
Let me starve now they ask me to borrow
Dented doors on that blue Monte Carlo
Sleeping on me but I’ll wake them when I blow

I’m grinding like a broke n***a, so watch me blow
Matter fact, imma slang that blow and still do shows n***a
I can pack a club and sell a half on a Monday night
The best service guaranteed n***a just have that money right
Breaker breaker, Dade county on the number line
I’m trying to redo the dunk again for the summer time
If not, imma grab me a Benz and another concubine
I’m on my way, I’m on the verge to hit a hundred dimes
I start going on the road and lost count
Cause I ain’t even know them hoes name to write down
I used to be all plain, now I look like a light house
I’m the sh*t, man I might just need me a wipe down
And f**k a record deal I’m rich as of right now
I’d rather stay doing this, as crazy as it might sound
It’s no boss all profit, so you can gone on
Over there with ya hating ass comments and small talking

Pain from them cold nights irreversible
They sat and watched me starve it was personal
Starring at my moms ceiling as I recall
Can’t believe I really made it from Duval
Conversations with my brother on them late nights
Telling me I need to let up off them brake lights
It’s my time, Patek Phillippe
Audemar dreams, designer sheets
Ritz Carlton Oceanfront, South Beach
She want that Santa Monica, Louis V
Staring at the stars sipping Hennessy
Louboutin red soles on her pretty feet
Asking me for shoutouts on my networks
Lately I been focused on my net worth
Blue faces make the fake try to contact
If you played me left, please don’t backtrack

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