HS87 - Enormous Feat. Hit Boy, Travi$ Scott, Cocaine80's & Kent M$N | Текст песни

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• Enormous Feat. Hit Boy, Travi$ Scott, Cocaine80's & Kent M$N

[Verse 1]
They say when you lose don’t lose the lesson,
But it’s hard to live in peace when you’re used to stressin'
And I admit, man, I’m still getting used to blessings,
Because these kids in the struggle, that’s youth depression
I guess that’s how you’re supposed to feel when every moment is so real
And every woman that you’re running to is unaware of your skill
Niggas try to hack you or bring you down like Shaquille
But you know you got that pony shit, you just hope it appeal
Young OG on the field, this is white glove rap
If white people feel that all blacks love rap
They who cut us the deals at the bad contracts
And then sign it, cause the cause out there, we wanna be riding
Fly and shit,

[Hook]
Toast a champagne with my real niggas,
Screamin pain of your shame niggas,
Van Gogh picture, ain’t it gorgeous?
Look at this life we built, ain’t it enormous?
All I wasn’t, one of your niggers informant
Dropping in name tags, hod up was mormon

[Verse 2]
Man, I’m high as fuck right now,
I know my momma ain’t gonna like that, but she know my sacrifices
And I don’t have many vices, always gone just like I’m high
And hard to find like a satisfy, bet you my bday
Always got a new dress, but don’t like how much that she weight,
Niggas wanna ride Benz, but they ain’t driving,
Niggas be clubbin the LIV but still ain’t living
Yeah, I admit, I am a part of the problem,
I go out and get paid, I go hard for the bitches when I used to stay home
Now these bitches in my section get their champagne on
Aye if you wanna get her better and not wait long
Cause she study with jady and Judy and the great stone.
Ah fuck it nigga we on.

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I ain’t lying, put that in a spect between my teeth and I’m sizing,
But this bitch in the diamonds, designing,
Like who life you aligning, spend the time and do criming,
And no way why these bitch niggers chiming.
Only can sort importance to gain aportion proportions
And hold a bunch of the corpses, the ugly wives or the gorgeous,
We’re the victims, notorized only when it’s a victim
Justifying lies we’re coming to crime acceptum
It’s the sick niggers who only can wish better
And numb feelings, we love em through spent cheddar,
My momma always told me don’t fall in love with material,
But nothing matched the feeling of finding toys in your cereal
So here we go

[Hook]

[Outro x2]
Now we’re on our way to zero, zero, zeros,
That’s countless for all our mommas
Money, music and marijuana
Now we’re on our way to zeros, zeros, zeros
That’s countless for all our mommas.
Money, music and marijuana we own.

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