letra de flava - brian brown
flava
-random scatting-
it’s a….. beautiful day….
(we in the woods widdit)
sun shinin’…..
aye aye aye!
hook
you can’t see if ya lookin’
but just add seasoning when ya cooking
get dat bullsh-t out the way while you at it, my n-gga
don’t throw no salt in the game if you ain’t got no flava (x2)
v1
started writing this the other day as i was strolling down broadway
homeless man, starter jacket his pillow. sleep in broad day
plenty of us p-ss him by but none of us have change to spare
if i had it? know i got him. wonder if they even care….
condos just keep coming up & generations going down
but look around… yo hood might be next
no reason to be perplexed, i wish that came with a punchline
feel like richard pryor in dis muuuhf-cka; which way is up sometimes?
smile thru da stress, pray thru the pain
yada yada yada, sh-t still the same
check the tl, anotha n-gga slain??
how you feeling? can’t complain…
i guess. push back, reset… super nintendo
though it’s a lot on the mental?
don’t forget what you in it for
hold it down for the eastside
momma want me on the bet
my lil brother making beats now
family ties, no loose strings
i’mma talk this real, get the pockets filled, then the bottom grill
give it back to what got me here
can’t think of a better feeling… not at all
hook(x1)
you can’t see if ya looking
but just add seasoning when ya cooking
get dat bullsh-t out the way while ya at it, my n-gga
don’t throw no salt in the game if….
smart & pretty hoes twerk to dissss
v2
trader joe biden, pretty healthy with my vices
always smoking presidential anytime you come around me
high as h-ll behind the register, repeating the same monologue
take a glance at my g-shock like “d-mn when am i getting off?”
late night, hit the bar across the street for nba on tnt
was ‘pose to stay for one & leave…. i lost count at 3
well, 6. all in my head like “shut the f-ck up”
self doubt, insecurities k!lling me. bartender pour me up
though it’s a lot on the mental?
don’t forget what you in it for
hold it down for the eastside
momma want me on the bet
my lil brother making beats now
family ties, no loose strings
i’mma talk this real, get the pockets filled, then the bottom grill
give it back to what got me here
can’t think of a better feeling… not at all
hook(x1)
you can’t see if ya looking
but just add seasoning when ya cooking
get dat bullsh-t out the way while ya at it, my n-gga
don’t throw no salt in the game if….
smart & pretty hoes twerk to dissss
v2
trader joe biden, pretty healthy with my vices
always smoking presidential anytime you come around me
high as h-ll behind the register, repeating the same monologue
take a glance at my g-shock like “d-mn when am i getting off?”
late night, hit the bar across the street for nba on tnt
was ‘pose to stay for one & leave…. i lost count at 3
well, 6. all in my head like “shut the f-ck up”
self doubt, insecurities k!lling me. bartender pour me up
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