¥$, Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign, Lil Baby - FOREVER ROLLING
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- Размер: 7.54 MB
- Длительность: 3:17
- Качество: 320 kbps
- Дата релиза: 03.08.2024
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Took nothin' to somethin', I took the time out, too
Led under-dividers to strugglin' and they never found out who
I call the vision in Saudi, it's like a hide-out
I make a move in the mornin', fuck it, let's ride out
Them Lamborghinis be skridin' on any corner
Ain't really nothin' I ain't had, nigga, you know I ain't lyin'
"Keep your money in front you," I had to tell the lil' homie
You stop believin' these hoes, you had the time of your life
Mask on out in public like you ain't nеver know him
Pills turn 'em to zombies, now thеy forever rollin'
How many times you ain't warn 'em, then they tell you what you gonna do
Had to dip off from London, I had too many that night
Fuck your favorite rapper, his number ain't never numbers
Fuck your latest designer, this that new Yeezy come-up
Platinum cars turn milk chocolate to peanut butter
Niggas claimin' they called me, ain't even had my number
In the midst of the storm and you see me stuntin' on 'em
He gon' handle that for you, now you forever owe him
Fuck the head of the company, I'm the better owner
Y'all put hurdles in front of me with bananas on 'em
Then you wonder why a ape'll go bananas on 'em
Protect your head from this burn, like it's tannin' lotion
See, we started off hustlin', then we ended up ballin'
I had to follow my callin', now we forever rollin'
Led under-dividers to strugglin' and they never found out who
I call the vision in Saudi, it's like a hide-out
I make a move in the mornin', fuck it, let's ride out
Them Lamborghinis be skridin' on any corner
Ain't really nothin' I ain't had, nigga, you know I ain't lyin'
"Keep your money in front you," I had to tell the lil' homie
You stop believin' these hoes, you had the time of your life
Mask on out in public like you ain't nеver know him
Pills turn 'em to zombies, now thеy forever rollin'
How many times you ain't warn 'em, then they tell you what you gonna do
Had to dip off from London, I had too many that night
Fuck your favorite rapper, his number ain't never numbers
Fuck your latest designer, this that new Yeezy come-up
Platinum cars turn milk chocolate to peanut butter
Niggas claimin' they called me, ain't even had my number
In the midst of the storm and you see me stuntin' on 'em
He gon' handle that for you, now you forever owe him
Fuck the head of the company, I'm the better owner
Y'all put hurdles in front of me with bananas on 'em
Then you wonder why a ape'll go bananas on 'em
Protect your head from this burn, like it's tannin' lotion
See, we started off hustlin', then we ended up ballin'
I had to follow my callin', now we forever rollin'