Donnie - Nonsense | Текст песни

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[Verse 1]
Her life in the spiral
Shit's going downhill but she in denial
Room on my boat, but shit's in the Nile, river
Let that bitch freeze, shiver, quiver
Prime boys in the sixer, we will not miss her
I always deliver, while painting a picture
I'll make her a fixture, I'm writing the scripture
She got no control, I hold all the dough
I'm flipper, young niggas just tryna get richer
I'm all underground and I'm calm as a fisher
I want the whole pie, I don't want me a sliver
Just chalk it up, know I'm the winner
You lose and you know your bitch choosing
She send me that paper, yeah, straight Western Union
She know how it go, give me the dough
Keep it moving
You think that it's disco the way that we grooving
The pub like a scientist, mix the solution
Bad bitch in the trap for extreme prostitution
She roped in her friends because she's the influence
They fucks with the squad because we is the movement
There's no other movement moving
You niggas is trying but we are not buying
You got too much room for improvement
Stop the excuses, I'm coming with straight execution
I’m coming with fire, you're just the pollution
You're just the pollution, these niggas is useless
I got the fire, I mean, who couldn't use this?
I'm taking her soul where the fire is, I'm ruthless
I'm fucking shit up, yes, I'm such a nuisance
When I'm off the block I be throwing up deuces
These hoes on my jock that be blowing me smooches
Like, muah, muah, Donnie you do this
Look baby I knew this, so stop acting foolish
My squad is the hottest but we still the coolest
I fucked up this booth, don't let nobody use this
I'm taking this mic, how the fuck you unscrew this?
You begging to play but your team always loses
You niggas is babies, should wear pampers, cruisers
Gone

[Hook]
I’m tryna get high, this pain it won't go away
Nigga, I don't know why
Look in my eyes, you'll see the fire
See the desire, roll like a tire
I’m tryna get high, I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high, tryna get high
Tryna, tryna get high, tryna get high

[Verse 2]
Dreams of the block, now I'm hearing I'm stuck
Like fuck, can I retire?
Wish I knew back then my dream was a nightmare
No sleep, I'm not gonna get tired
Shoulda kept balling, I would be shot calling
At least would have got me a scholar
Got me an office job, probably a salary
Instead I tend to my crops
They call me all day and night and I ain't got no problems
If they calling me then they're getting dealt right
If they want it, I got them, bring money, no spotting
Might swing through the jungle, I feel just like Tarzan
Get high with my white boys but no I'm not Carson
I got the fire they calling me arson
When we bring the loud packs, we finish the carton
This shit is so loud, I can't hear you like, pardon?
I'm tryna leave the country I might need a pardon
I'm tryna sell this dope but this work needs to harden
Bitch open that window, like is you retarded?
Fuck up this work and you gon' be departed
I feel like a player that can not be guarded
Feel like a champ that has just been rewarded
But I am a star, I am just out of orbit
Gone

[Hook]
I’m tryna get high, this pain it won't go away
Nigga, I don't know why
Look in my eyes, you'll see the fire
See the desire, roll like a tire
I’m tryna get high, I'm tryna get high
Tryna get high, tryna get high
Tryna, tryna get high, tryna get high

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