letra de uk - (episode 3) - koli gustine
my friend is a runner left without warning
no note, just standing disguised as a ford metal
said the streets made him dumb
i was wondering why he is cold to the fraud
said the inbox was dry but the timeless was god
he posted airbnbs like a proof of arrival
but i know that floor, cold mattress, bible
captioned “chasing ps’,” but the eyes kept lying
his rent ate his pride, like the cv was dying
told me that place will drown you if you stay too sane
but the warehouse broke him, 12 hours with a back pain
then he switched to a care job with a neck strain
while the care job left his shirts all starchless
we spoke once, brief he’s buying that land now
said the naira’s a joke, and pounds made him stand out
but i still hear his voice in the cracks of my doubt now
letras aleatórias
- letra de dilema - luis enrique
- letra de above dem niggas - young thug
- letra de waste no one's life anymore - joshua eli
- letra de sou uma criança, não entendo nada - lulu santos
- letra de reminisce - red lanes
- letra de pull up on a kid - young thug
- letra de bread winners - young thug
- letra de crux - bosse-de-nage
- letra de go crazy - young thug
- letra de avoid the blame - cory wells