CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Golden Tears
(That sh*t gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
n***a this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
Have you seen a demon cry?
One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
Do not use a pencil, I'm so independent
Waste a cup of lean last night I seen my b*t*hes swimming
Vacant inside, I don't have nothing inside
I'm living by the seaside, but I'm so blind at times
I'm hopping out like a bunny that's if we ever collide
It's gonna be hard to stay with us you need to get your paper up
Every time them n***as played with us they made the newspapers
Watch out for them haters cause when you live greater, them Glocks need lasers
I am not a rapist, she said she can't take d**k and I'm not gonna make her
She was from Jamaica
Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
n***a this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
Have you seen a demon cry?
One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
n***a this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
Have you seen a demon cry?
One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
Do not use a pencil, I'm so independent
Waste a cup of lean last night I seen my b*t*hes swimming
Vacant inside, I don't have nothing inside
I'm living by the seaside, but I'm so blind at times
I'm hopping out like a bunny that's if we ever collide
It's gonna be hard to stay with us you need to get your paper up
Every time them n***as played with us they made the newspapers
Watch out for them haters cause when you live greater, them Glocks need lasers
I am not a rapist, she said she can't take d**k and I'm not gonna make her
She was from Jamaica
Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
n***a this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
Have you seen a demon cry?
One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
