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 changing colours - st

[verse 1]

seasons p-ss like stools, f-ck the cool is out
i see a hundred fools’ drooling mouths like they knew about
what’s new in town, all the snow is moving out
go from this all white, dark sky, to these colours all around
ungh, f-cking ecstatic
one-step backflip
the warmth has me feeling like a meth addict
just gimme more, ‘fore we reach frame number 10, i will
start to go spastic, nomadic, keep it moving
yeah the heat is soothing, but the goal’s to make the movement
as heavy as biggie’s feet and the shoes they cruised in
it’s the elusive lucid, need to get his screws fixed
barely sober, scary bopper that makes crazy music
i try to keep the crew with me when i hit the park
pockets oprah winfrey, when the cold quits the city, aw
but then i get rid of chips, bank account, finish it
my bills changing colours like this montreal hill i’m in

[hook]

dolla bill photosynthesis
sh-t that i’m dealin with

from brown to red to green (x2)

[verse 2]

it’s a small world, it’s a small world
it’s a small world but it’s my world

try to get an understanding
i need paid advances in the pocket like peyton manning
money – don’t take for granted
so when the weather rise
all these streets i terrorize
show you the time all over the map like the weather guy
i’m on a montreal-new york-paris axis
i’m laxing, fielding calls from girls with spanish accents
middle of the night, continental chain reaction
french roots, but my mental is anglo-saxon
cause i can never lose, no negatives in my forecast
before rap, i was reserved like federal
but now i’m out here, summer all year, it’s never cool
i’m 6’2, but i feel 10’6 in my tennis shoes
boom, bayay
i need the fuel
i’m bout to sue kanye
for a pair of boots
gimme a parachute, i’m free-falling
yet the feet stalling, won’t stop
as long as the bank keeps callin’

[hook]

dolla bill photosynthesis
sh-t that i’m dealin with

from brown to red to green (x2)

[verse 3]

it’s a small world, it’s a small world
it’s a small world but it’s my world

acting like i’d never leave
just spent my last forty bucks on a set of trees like it’s meant to be
no need to pay for heat when it’s ’round twenty degrees
and the absence of food in my stomach just lessens the fees
ease, in my moves, groove, on the beat
cheap, never true, but i’m truly unique
i lost my wallet on el saint-lo
went inside a bar, but i never came home
case closed, memory’s gone cause i stay stoned
addicts keep getting fed quarters, like payphones
it’s easy to get lost in a montreal summer
side streets are quicksands to the 900 number
my life like thunder, never know where i’ll strike next
don’t even try, you can’t catch me – my flight left
broke yet international, i always find a way
so fly that most times i don’t even have to pay…

[hook]

dolla bill photosynthesis
sh-t that i’m dealin with

from brown to red to green (x2)

- st

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS