lirikcinta.com
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 #

beggin - chin lyrics

Loading...

[chorus]
i’m begging you, please
(like please)
you do you, i’m doing me
got too much sh*t on my mental
i don’t got time for this sh*t, so i’m heavy on tweed
my mind on my money like whatchu’ believe
and i’m ina’ foreign but my tank on e
(gra)
step on the gas and i leave
i’m doing it like
(like, like)
i’m doing it right
ain’t got no time to look back
can’t even think twice
10 bands ain’t no bag p*ssy
i need a milli, like that’ll suffice
like get out the booth, you just rap
run up on me and i bet he get laid on his back
like all of that street sh*t is whack
i don’t got nothing to prove to n0body
that’s that
[verse]
(uh*huh)
(gra)
ain’t ever gon’ listen
if i did, i’d still be up in thе kitchen
never was happy with how i was living
nеw glock out the box and i can’t wait to cl!ck it
can’t wait till’ i get that first check in
i’m on a mission
never went to school
no cap gown, like i gotta go skip it
but now they looking up to me
it’s funny what happens in just a few years
like get off my ass, had to get to the bag
i got off my ass, had to face all my fears
(like)
how do you feel about that
it’s a lot going on, so you better not lack
(like)
you better not what
(like)
don’t you get stabbed in your back
(like)
don’t you put trust into no one
how you do that
like, 10 years like i ain’t even know him
go figure that
like, get you a friend that’ll ride till’ the end
gotta’ go boom, like who, like when
(like)
[chorus]
i’m begging you, please
(like please)
you do you, i’m doing me
got too much sh*t on my mental
i don’t got time for this sh*t, so i’m heavy on tweed
my mind on my money like whatchu’ believe
and i’m ina’ foreign but my tank on e
(gra)
step on the gas and i leave
i’m doing it like
(like, like)
i’m doing it right
ain’t got no time to look back
can’t even think twice
10 bands ain’t no bag p*ssy
i need a milli, like that’ll suffice
like get out the booth, you just rap
run up on me and i bet he get laid on his back
like all of that street sh*t is whack
i don’t got nothing to prove to n0body
that’s that

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...