Paroles de la chanson HALFTIME INTERLUDE par 21 Savage
Chanson manquante pour "21 Savage" ? Proposer les paroles
Proposer une correction des paroles de "HALFTIME INTERLUDE"
Proposer une correction des paroles de "HALFTIME INTERLUDE"
Paroles de la chanson HALFTIME INTERLUDE par 21 Savage
Woah, yeah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, woah
If you cross me and you ain't dead, you better thank God
I love Johnny to death, that's why I named my son Shaad
Ain't too many niggas left on the Eastside that I ain't robbed
I wake up and hustle every day 'cause I done felt starved
When I was young, we stole candy, now it's homicides
On the way to splat some shit and I caught butterflies
Streets murdered all my niggas and I'm traumatized
Woah, yeah, woah
If you cross me and you ain't dead, you better thank God
I love Johnny to death, that's why I named my son Shaad
Ain't too many niggas left on the Eastside that I ain't robbed
I wake up and hustle every day 'cause I done felt starved
When I was young, we stole candy, now it's homicides
On the way to splat some shit and I caught butterflies
Streets murdered all my niggas and I'm traumatized
That's why I'm killin' all yo' niggas, I can't spare nobody
Oh, you think I'm pussy 'cause I rap, huh?
You want me to leave yo' brains in yo' lap, huh?
Yo' bitch say she love my music 'cause I snap, huh?
You get mad, you picture me hittin' her from the back, huh?
Screamin', "Free him," and you know your brother a rat, huh?
Y'all gon' break and bend the G-code for them racks, huh?
I been lettin' shit slide, now I'm amped up
Everybody wanna shoot, we had to lap up
That shit weird
And then these niggas tellin' when you get caught
They put the pressure on the bitch nigga that's around you and he tell
Oh, you think I'm pussy 'cause I rap, huh?
You want me to leave yo' brains in yo' lap, huh?
Yo' bitch say she love my music 'cause I snap, huh?
You get mad, you picture me hittin' her from the back, huh?
Screamin', "Free him," and you know your brother a rat, huh?
Y'all gon' break and bend the G-code for them racks, huh?
I been lettin' shit slide, now I'm amped up
Everybody wanna shoot, we had to lap up
That shit weird
And then these niggas tellin' when you get caught
They put the pressure on the bitch nigga that's around you and he tell
Then he a rat, he been, he been that, bruh
Before he got locked up
I refuse to argue with niggas, I'd rather blick 'em
I refuse to re-up with niggas, I'd rather strip 'em
I ain't seen yo' bitch in a minute, she gettin' thicker
I told her, "Please don't suck on my tip 'cause that shit tickle"
My youngin' lost his brother, he ain't talkin' and I feel him
I seen it in his eyes, he just wanna shoot his pistol
You say you with this gangster shit, lil' nigga, that come with it
The choppa in my room by the bed, lil' bruh, go get it
Before he got locked up
I refuse to argue with niggas, I'd rather blick 'em
I refuse to re-up with niggas, I'd rather strip 'em
I ain't seen yo' bitch in a minute, she gettin' thicker
I told her, "Please don't suck on my tip 'cause that shit tickle"
My youngin' lost his brother, he ain't talkin' and I feel him
I seen it in his eyes, he just wanna shoot his pistol
You say you with this gangster shit, lil' nigga, that come with it
The choppa in my room by the bed, lil' bruh, go get it
Way before the rap lines, used to clap mine
Leave his ass flatline, yeah, I'm on that time
Niggas get they chain snatched, they never snatched mine
Crucial, where the Percs at, I need a halftime
Leave his ass flatline, yeah, I'm on that time
Niggas get they chain snatched, they never snatched mine
Crucial, where the Percs at, I need a halftime
Paroles.net dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)