CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Here To Stay*
... young kids
I was young, really with the flow
I heard lil' brother [?] day
But I'm in charge and I'm here to stay
I know I'm f**ked up, I don't even play
But that ain't nothin' you could ever say
Feel like a boss shootin' and then swerve
We be movie shootin' everyday
Been on that [?] never seen him play
I'm in a Bentley truck...
...
scream
My forty bustin' out the jean
Soon as I walk in, it's a movie scene
Gucci on everything, this not dream
No, I ain't rockin' no Surpreme
Surely gon' go like once they see it gleam
You don't want me to f**k up everything
better
n***as won't cook up, I swear this sh*t a scheme
And my new forty kiltec got a beam
I don't want [?] what you mean?
I don't want [?] check
Y'all better try that with another team
She want everything, she on my [?]
I don't care, I be f**kin' that b*t*h in my dreams
She want the d**k, I put it all on her lips
like a wipe, I wanna spit
She said the sooner [?], you stupid f**kin' dirty b*t*h
You stupid f**kin' dirty b*t*h
They claim that we murder sh*t, but never heard this sh*t
b*t*h
I done seen some scary sh*t with this curvy b*t*h
I told
If I catch me an opp, I'ma drill me an opp, no hands
If I catch me an opp, I'ma drill me an opp
Look
And the opps love talkin' that nonsense
n***as police, so I'm not responding
I pull up, I don't tweak at the comments
b*t*h, I stay with my Glock, how we bonding
And I'm really knee deep in that field
Only money and murder been stuck on my conscious
Man, that ain't even you boy, you fine
This sh*t real, never been with the flodging
Fifty shots had me dippin' and dodgin'
We must fire them drills like a sergeant
We don't do no attempts, that's too risk
I was off in the shops when I started
And I ain't with the snitchin'
I can't say sh*t to beef 'cause I'm takin' them cases
f**k the industry, them n***as garbage
I [?] I'm not an artist
Meant to be Polo, but feel the hardest
Had to turn up my swag, now them b*t*hes in love
This money make me a lil' charmin'
Now I stay in Ralph Lauren like [?]
Flex on a n***a again and again for all of them nights I was starvin'
All I know is hustle and run up that bag
'Cause I grew up at Marshall Field Gardens, b*t*h
I was young, really with the flow
I heard lil' brother [?] day
But I'm in charge and I'm here to stay
I know I'm f**ked up, I don't even play
But that ain't nothin' you could ever say
Feel like a boss shootin' and then swerve
We be movie shootin' everyday
Been on that [?] never seen him play
I'm in a Bentley truck...
...
scream
My forty bustin' out the jean
Soon as I walk in, it's a movie scene
Gucci on everything, this not dream
No, I ain't rockin' no Surpreme
Surely gon' go like once they see it gleam
You don't want me to f**k up everything
better
n***as won't cook up, I swear this sh*t a scheme
And my new forty kiltec got a beam
I don't want [?] what you mean?
I don't want [?] check
Y'all better try that with another team
She want everything, she on my [?]
I don't care, I be f**kin' that b*t*h in my dreams
She want the d**k, I put it all on her lips
like a wipe, I wanna spit
She said the sooner [?], you stupid f**kin' dirty b*t*h
You stupid f**kin' dirty b*t*h
They claim that we murder sh*t, but never heard this sh*t
b*t*h
I done seen some scary sh*t with this curvy b*t*h
I told
If I catch me an opp, I'ma drill me an opp, no hands
If I catch me an opp, I'ma drill me an opp
Look
And the opps love talkin' that nonsense
n***as police, so I'm not responding
I pull up, I don't tweak at the comments
b*t*h, I stay with my Glock, how we bonding
And I'm really knee deep in that field
Only money and murder been stuck on my conscious
Man, that ain't even you boy, you fine
This sh*t real, never been with the flodging
Fifty shots had me dippin' and dodgin'
We must fire them drills like a sergeant
We don't do no attempts, that's too risk
I was off in the shops when I started
And I ain't with the snitchin'
I can't say sh*t to beef 'cause I'm takin' them cases
f**k the industry, them n***as garbage
I [?] I'm not an artist
Meant to be Polo, but feel the hardest
Had to turn up my swag, now them b*t*hes in love
This money make me a lil' charmin'
Now I stay in Ralph Lauren like [?]
Flex on a n***a again and again for all of them nights I was starvin'
All I know is hustle and run up that bag
'Cause I grew up at Marshall Field Gardens, b*t*h
