We’ll Be Fine
[Verse 1]
Yeah, never thoughts of suicide, I'm too alive
But I still treat it likes it's do or die
Even though dying isn't in the plans,
But neither was making it and here I am
In the presidential do you like your new room?
Always presidential and tonight's no blue moon
Since I saw Aaliyah's precious life go too soon,
She deserve the credit for how I'm about to get it
That's why I got a new dumb thing moving through the street
Got a new condo, move it to the beach
Heard Nicki just bought a brand new crib
Goddamn man she's beauty and the beast (Lord)
Seems like yesterday that I was up and coming
Still so young that I ain't had enough of nothing
The fam here, the drink here, the girls here?
Well fuck let's get it then
[Hook]
I'm trying to let go of the past
Should we make this one a double?
You ain't even gotta ask, ah
Because it's hard to say no, say no
Yeah it's hard to say no
Are you down, are you down? Yea you all the way down, every time
Am I down, am I down? Yea I'm all the way down, we'll be fine
Are you down, are you down? Yea you all the way down, every time
Am I down, am I down? Yea I'm all the way down, we'll be fine
[Verse 2]
Used to make us proud we had dreams of getting bigger man
Loved you until now, but now I'm the nigga man
You keep talking that "You was this and you had this
And you deserve some fucking credit how did anyone forget it."
Got a show up in your city, yo girl is in the line
And the line around the corner it's my motherfucking time
You should take it as a sign, man I got it right now.
I wouldn't doubt it cause these bitches all about it right now
Let's be real about this shit, can I take you home?
Or come to where you stay? Do you live on your own?
I heard you got your ways, I never would have known
She said "you're such a dog" I said "you're such a bone."
I've been everywhere, where you know me from?
These days women give it to me like they owe me one
But they crave attention though they always saying "Show me something."
But girl you ain't the only one that's trying to be the only one
At least I admit that, if you get that, and you with that
Then fuck let's get it then
[Hook]
I'm trying to let go of the past
Should we make this one a double?
You ain't even gotta ask, ah
Because it's hard to say no, say no
Yeah it's hard to say no
Are you down, are you down? Yea you all the way down, every time
Am I down, am I down? Yea I'm all the way down, we'll be fine
Are you down, are you down? Yea you all the way down, every time
Am I down, am I down? Yea I'm all the way down, we'll be fine
[Outro: Birdman]
Yeah, Drizzy. Yo turn nigga!
Take care of the business nigga (shine on these niggas)
Give these niggas the business nigga!
Kill spray anything in the way. nigga, fuck em! We don't love em!
Yeah, it's just that uptown gangsta shit
Toronto, stand up for one of the realest niggas, Drizzy, with the realest flow
Toast to this gangsta shit. OVO-YMCMB
You understand me?
Playing with these motherfucking millions like they ain't nothing
Rubber band stacks. That YMCMB shit nigga. Flashy lifestyle
One hundred
Похожие новости.
Храмы России
В светлый праздник Рождества Вспыхнут свечи. Возвестят колокола Место встречи. Вновь далёкая звезда Путь укажет, Но свою дорогу в Храм Ищет каждый. В храмах России в Рождественский Вечер Души надеждой высокою лечим. Храмы России — любовь и спасенье И к Вечности
The Band
I've played that song from long ago When every morning longed to fall It broke my sighs and my regrets It stumbled on the steps You've build for climbing towards me Now it feels like
Gold On The Ceiling
Down in the waves She screams again Roar at the door My mind can’t take much more I could never drown They wanna get my… They wanna get my Gold on the ceiling I ain’t blind Just a matter
Song#1 «ORANGE»
It’ls a dirty money track, Yeah, Girls kick the flow! Listen to me All my girls get ready We’ll make it easy When I catch you picking me You better get a chill Boy you wanna take
Зима Пройшла
Відкриті двері, а за дверима мокрий сніг На білій стені лишає час свій жовтий слід Старий годинник тихенько ходить на стіні Позаторічний календар рахує дні Подерті штори тримають запах кращих днів І ніби хворий мій