
Audioi’m costing, all zoned out, love in my heartplenty in my pockets burnt outsunny day now it ain’talways what it seemslittle homies wearing skinnies, big homies sipping leanand we stay so clean, white walls, hunned spokeshalls on the … hottest women and the best doughliving by the water and we still in the ghettoplaying miles davis abso and if she her souland that’s all that i see, wake up yeah around 78 degreeswest side to the east side, yeah that’s mepick up my socks and let me play for youlet me play for you, you, you
hey yo, i’m cut from a different cloth, flossed in my own tossi’m on another frequency, top dog underbossthey say we sworn the secrecy, the blood or forsakendon’t take miseducation, it’s decorated with hatred, i’m patientbut this is a celebration, you gonna waste it, debating the trills that we blazingunderestimating your own greatness, this call hatingjust a minor miscalculationbut i can get you back on track, just follow the paw prints that we left out backat door’s crack, of course you’re feeling left outin fact, we used to watch you in example of not to doquite my mood, i guess i’m feeling some sort of waythe bright side, sunshine, it’s a lovely dayi’m thinking high power till the death of mehustle like you’re broke, till your e got the recipeit’s real, it’s real.
1 Ocak 2013 Salı
Terrace Martin ft. Punch - It's Real Lyrics
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