a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de ’95 - cam thomas

look i’m laced up
this ain’t the last dance but i’ll still likely put some plays up
they took kobe this year i couldn’t believe it
i started smoking cause i need it
man the world really conceded
that’s a n-gga we won’t get back and won’t even have comparisons to make no more
we starting out straight from the bas-m-nt floor
give a f-ck about the stakes no more
i’d do a mazza at the o2 like it’s drake on tour
i had a premonition
that’s just a dream and it’s the definition
i got no problem with working a 9 to 5 that don’t fulfil the vision, but is that evеn living
what’s the use in breaking rulеs if i can’t be forgiven
the games a puzzle i’m the piece that’s missing
generations accustomed to what they plan for us
girls in uni broke so they set up a only fans for us
feed the wheel that make the world go round
i might bite the hand that feeds if it that sh-t golden brown
i got a soft spot, for b-tches fighting for the top spot
said this d-ck is fire like my crotch hot
she like the meat when it’s served slower than a crockpot
barely on road because the block hot
you acting spoilt like a only child
graduated mum i know you proud
there’s more to lose than i can fathom
hesitation creeping up i know full well what happens
paranoid at heart you know that’s why i’m never trapping
i leave it to n-ggas with less remorse
no envy they’re blessed of course but
cut from a different cloth, i still guarantee its christian dior
or some sh-t that you ain’t seen in the store
you claim you real but you ain’t seen it before
italiano, say seyulté negro cause i can though
can’t tell you what that means but it’s espanyol
my n-ggas cutting keys that ain’t the plan though
told them put it down, mixed race they got that white and brown
i had that inspiration from a younger age
never realised this sh-t could manifest to something i can’t quite express
mediocre something i’ll just never quite accept
some recognition from the realest least that i expect
born the year that i was meant to
’95 the man returned is that coincidental
definition of greatness inscribed up in my mental
won’t sleep until the time-piece presidential
i know this a long journey but i promise its essential it’s real

- cam thomas

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS