WINTERS IN BROOKLYN - Felly

WINTERS IN BROOKLYN - Felly

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WINTERS IN BROOKLYN
Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
201370

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WINTERS IN BROOKLYN

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Winter came and came back around

I came back around again (uh)

I ain’t feel like, I ain’t real like

Like I ain’t one of them (uh)

Summertime, yeah it came and went

Don’t remember what we did (yeah)

Spent the nights tryna kill myself

Still convinced I’m not depressed (yeah yeah)

Most of the homies ain’t stick around

I’ll find some work in a different town

I got some funds, guess I’m bigger now

Shit is different now (still still) (uh)

Winters in Brooklyn, they bring me no comfort

Temperature cold, my head going under

I seen this comin', I should say so

You was nobody I could bank on (no)

But if you feel some way then say some'

The beginning of tomorrow that starts with a dream

My trench coat and my blisters

My hair long like my sister’s

Might veer off, hit the red carpet

Now my bread long, you lil bitch, you

To the real ones who still with you

Ain’t a day go by I don’t miss you

Now I’m cautious, gaurdin' my profits

Could take another loss if you really got a issue

Like, damn I miss the old me

Swear I turned to gold

Baggin' out like groceries

That’s 10K a week, ya temptation sweet

I put tape to sleep

Like damn you just like old you

Guess those rumors was true

Holyfield hit like holy water

They got rollies on em, nothing new

New crib with a view, Bushwick from the roof

Tell em that everything cool

I can attest to the starin' contest in the mirror

Don’t flinch, if you do I’ma shoot

Look at how I handle my tune

Get out the panic cocoon

All of these cameras but none this shit cool

In the capital, show me don’t play by the rules

Got a cap and gown still that goes dumb on you fools

I had 30 bad hoes in a crew

Cell phone, you gotta hand it too

Tell Ramona lay off the brews

I stay in my zone, I can’t stand to lose

But shit, they go be talkin' that bullshit

I call the shots, got a full clip

And I bust through the window like, «roll this shit»

My innuendo, hold my dick

Records rust, set you up, second thoughts

Don’t never get ahead of us

Fell in love

Exodus, exodus

The hell with us

Self destruct

Bad hoes in my lobby

Going in Kamikaze

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