CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Yeah Yeah
Try this shit
Surf or Drown, Volume 2
I've spent some time away
Don't be surprised when we surround the place
When fireworks popping pops touched down today
Carved my initials in stone, CH
It's crazy I'm catching hate from my old teammates
It's my reintroduction if you ain't heard of Hit
I'm back in this bitch, and I got 'em shook from all the turbulence
I'm on some murder shit
This cotton candy versus bricks these niggas soft
I'm making sure the shot's direct, before I send 'em off
They try to play me close but they ain't get too far
You the cockroach you claim your enemies are
Me in my callin interlocking like infinity stars
While I'm keeping this shit player, Dom Kennedy bars
I send my regards you feel the sentiment
When I said they packaging well, but ain't deliverin
They know I'm coming heat in the cannon, but I ain't Nicholas
I break it down the foreign the baby to bring this chili in
I know who they really is
And they not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business, nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
They not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business, nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
Now I could never be like you and think like a hater would
When God bless my neighbor I know he in my neighborhood
Spending time alone more than usual
Caught up on the fact that, Makaveli never had a funeral
Gutter grimy and beautiful
Vibes on RZA GZA and SZA
Script writer flow, how I give 'em lines to remember
They wonder if I'm getting enough
I bought a multi-million dollar crib first day of Black History Month
Real stories come with these scars
Said they got it locked, but they leaving out the key parts
I broke down doors just to get here
Homies that didn't make it
Samples that didn't get cleared
My heart been heavy this year
Damn, a broken soul could write a thousand songs
I pulled up doly and I feel like I'm a thousand strong
There's a whole flock of niggas room for dude to lose
But I'm overseas working whether you produce
I'm a curator not a pack sender
Going March Madness and I'm crashing on the damn center
Snapping on wax, they remind me its some wax figures, Madame Tussauds
I'm on a roll I peeped them way up the road
I know how it go
They not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
They not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
I mean it's like
Who you gon' champion if you ain't gon champion Hit-Boy
Like I'm really serious with this
Check the catalog
Yeah
Niggas seen SOD thought it was stacks on deck, nigga, Surf or Drown
Paroles : Sunrise
Yeah Yeah
Try this shit
Surf or Drown, Volume 2
I've spent some time away
Don't be surprised when we surround the place
When fireworks popping pops touched down today
Carved my initials in stone, CH
It's crazy I'm catching hate from my old teammates
It's my reintroduction if you ain't heard of Hit
I'm back in this bitch, and I got 'em shook from all the turbulence
I'm on some murder shit
This cotton candy versus bricks these niggas soft
I'm making sure the shot's direct, before I send 'em off
They try to play me close but they ain't get too far
You the cockroach you claim your enemies are
Me in my callin interlocking like infinity stars
While I'm keeping this shit player, Dom Kennedy bars
I send my regards you feel the sentiment
When I said they packaging well, but ain't deliverin
They know I'm coming heat in the cannon, but I ain't Nicholas
I break it down the foreign the baby to bring this chili in
I know who they really is
And they not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business, nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
They not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business, nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
Now I could never be like you and think like a hater would
When God bless my neighbor I know he in my neighborhood
Spending time alone more than usual
Caught up on the fact that, Makaveli never had a funeral
Gutter grimy and beautiful
Vibes on RZA GZA and SZA
Script writer flow, how I give 'em lines to remember
They wonder if I'm getting enough
I bought a multi-million dollar crib first day of Black History Month
Real stories come with these scars
Said they got it locked, but they leaving out the key parts
I broke down doors just to get here
Homies that didn't make it
Samples that didn't get cleared
My heart been heavy this year
Damn, a broken soul could write a thousand songs
I pulled up doly and I feel like I'm a thousand strong
There's a whole flock of niggas room for dude to lose
But I'm overseas working whether you produce
I'm a curator not a pack sender
Going March Madness and I'm crashing on the damn center
Snapping on wax, they remind me its some wax figures, Madame Tussauds
I'm on a roll I peeped them way up the road
I know how it go
They not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
They not low
I can see everything coming from me from this top floor
Y'all boys on cop business nigga I'm the Capo
The color of the song is like a sunrise from Roscoe's
I mean it's like
Who you gon' champion if you ain't gon champion Hit-Boy
Like I'm really serious with this
Check the catalog
Yeah
Niggas seen SOD thought it was stacks on deck, nigga, Surf or Drown
