letra de smoke session thoughts - nikshoww
(hook) –
had my dawgs turn they back on me so i’m feelin’ none
when’s it’s time to keep it solid, most people run
gotta hold the weight and count up all the funds
i do this by my lonesome, smokin’ all the blunts
i take one to the face, realize i’m alone
thought i had something real but everybody fold
yeah, it’s their fault ’cause when i blow
i ain’t sharin’ nothin’ yeah, we cut from a different mold
(verse 1) –
i might pop out in designer
i got mike amiri for the low
i just been scammin’ these mof-ckas
look at my bank, watch it grow
i take a hit and i’ll pass to bro
i hit the booth and i’m rockin’ thе show
they gon tune in when i drop my album
lookin’ for hits and now i found еm’
‘know i go crazy, i know your whole roster
all these lil’ rappers is, they is imposters
they be some rookies and i am the master
i’m simply better i’m gettin’ more dollars
i know the rules that none of you know
you’re takin’ too long droppin’ a song
smokin’ exotic, i been with your hoe
i give it her she beggin’ for more
(hook) –
had my dawgs turn they back on me so i’m feelin’ none
when’s it’s time to keep it solid, most people run
gotta hold the weight and count up all the funds
i do this by my lonesome, smokin’ all the blunts
i take one to the face, realize i’m alone
thought i had something real but everybody fold
yeah, it’s their fault ’cause when i blow
i ain’t sharin’ nothin’ yeah, we cut from a different mold
(verse 2) –
when i be takin’ this gas to the face, i really be speakin’ my mind
i met a shawty right out at the club and she askin’ me what your sign
i told her that i’m a sag
’cause yeah, i got that fire
i show her some unreleased, she like nikshoww don’t retire
twenty-five grand in my backseat
when i’m drivin’ down the highway
everybody that be on my team, we be makin’ racks in like five days
feelin’ bad for everybody that lost me on this road
yeah, i’m goin’ up and i know they mad, yeah i’m locked in this mode
(hook) –
had my dawgs turn they back on me so i’m feelin’ none
when’s it’s time to keep it solid, most people run
gotta hold the weight and count up all the funds
i do this by my lonesome, smokin’ all the blunts
i take one to the face, realize i’m alone
thought i had something real but everybody fold
yeah, it’s their fault ’cause when i blow
i ain’t sharin’ nothin’ yeah, we cut from a different mold
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