@\¥/£ - Flying Kite (Rydarecordz 2016) (Prod. By The Chemist) | Текст песни

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• Flying Kite (Rydarecordz 2016) (Prod. By The Chemist)

(No way you get me back)
Took a couple pics im on my trip, im on my flying kite
Picked a couple grams and souvenirs, im with my creepy tie
Crack instead of dead, instead of sacrifice, im feeling high
Why you always telling lies? You're too weak to say im right..

Riding in the street i feel like bully, but i think im not
Everyday we doing whoopwhoop and we getting drunk
Listen to the people they will say we getting out of mind
Just because of flying high, fuck them staying in their mind

I wanna talk with money, better house for my mommy,
And a car for my papa, you know, it sounds sunny!
I reclaim that, punk bitch, you look funny
Flat ass, bounce-less, you look dummy

People over here and we getting round
Some about the guns and the underground
Some about the lakes where you gonna drawn
Feelings gonna fade and you gonna be found

Since the last week i felt some (hey)
There's one way i can get some (hey)
But it wouldn't be so easy (hey)
I dunno - if she wanna get some (hey)

(No way you get me back)
Took a couple pics im on my trip, im on my flying kite
Picked a couple grams and souvenirs, im with my creepy tie
Crack instead of dead, instead of sacrifice, im feeling high
Why you always telling lies? You're too weak to say im right..

You're too weak to say im right, why you always telling lies? Crack instead of dead, instead of sacrifice