letra de friday foster - tyván
[verse 1]
no person ever could assassinate my character
author of my memoir and the narrator
in america, i make my own laws, i’m the senator
make final decisions like an editor
but you cannot edit mistakes
learning from my errors like what sinners make
i’m spiraling in chaos like my inner state
here’s my food for thought on your dinner plate
where’s the floss at?
are you grinding or you just grinding your t–th?
you codependent or you standing on your own two feet?
do you speak up for yourself or stay glued to your seat?
do you only tweet your goals or do you really competе?
with your self or you gone let еverybody else feast?
why you don’t eat?
hungry for success, but you starving, n-gga
ambition has no cost, so why you charging, n-gga?
ain’t no mountain high enough like i’m marvin, n-gga
[bridge]
ain’t no valley low
this that alley blow
this that cali smoke
this that finale show
this that after glow
this that master flow
this that lethal weapon
this that lethal throw
yeah, i call the shots like i’m pam grier
watch ’em carry white like judy greer
yeah, i got telekinesis
gotta show ’em how i do it, it’s supporting my thesis
[chorus]
i do it with my heart and all my organs and my arteries
this is my craft, my pottery, my artistry
i put my everything in this, i give this all of me
take a picture, it’ll last longer, but don’t follow me
[verse 2]
actin’ in a blaxploitation, but there’s no retake
you can’t rewind, fast forward, pause, or remake
no refunds, no returns, there’s no rebate
if you not living to the fullest, i can’t relate
no script in hand, this is improvise
eartha kitt in ’82, f-ck is a compromise?
a wise guy once told me not to idolize
otherwise my uniqueness won’t be recognized
thinking outside of the box, it can’t be televised
but i got wide eyes watching me to no surprise
all my plans work out like it exercised
i thank god that i found them before my demise
i’m bout that action like i’m friday foster
i’m on my own team
one name on the roster
no imposters
no fakes like n-ggas followers
i spit that real sh-t
i ain’t a swallower
swallow your pride like you swallow that d-ck
jealousy is a disease, yeah, it makes you real sick
my punchlines come with tackles and kicks
the ones who quick to talk sl!ck
just know i’m handling sh-t
i’m friday foster, n-gga
letras aleatórias
- letra de roxanne - cmdwn
- letra de saliva - gnr
- letra de outro thank you - copy - destiny's child
- letra de joy - upperroom
- letra de so in love - eunha (gfriend)
- letra de i go crazy (acoustic) - orla gartland
- letra de this summer - dave east
- letra de can you feel it? - cecily
- letra de act ii: sonar - mychildren mybride
- letra de fernweh - credibil