Survivor's Remorse - Smoke DZA, Eric Bellinger, Dom Kennedy

Survivor's Remorse - Smoke DZA, Eric Bellinger, Dom Kennedy

Альбом
Homegrown
Год
2020
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
259580

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Survivor's Remorse

Smoke DZA, Eric Bellinger, Dom Kennedy

Yeah

It’s E

They never thought I would get this far

But look how far we made it

Now I got big shoes on my car (Yeah, I be comin' through)

Look how far we made it (Word)

Yeah, said look how far we made it (Word, yeah)

Yeah, oh (Yeah)

Custom everything, you know how I does it

Pockets all hundreds, still on the come-up

Lookin' like I’m on already, just gave her my number

Won’t take long for me to get up in her jaws

Watch Boomerang with her, I’m against the law

I drive fast, fuck fast, drop cash

When I wanna pull somethin' up (Pull somethin' up)

Lookin' at the game, who makin' real shit?

Just us

Ain’t no justice, house worth a mil' plus

And I’m still around the way, Spike Lee with a brush

Dom K on the mic, bitches be feelin' him

I don’t gotta sing on the track just to get me some

I’ma be that nigga for the next few millenniums

I’ll bet the pussy taste good like a Cinnabon

Never play the minimum, YSL denim, uh

On the roulette table at New York, New York

They never thought I would get this far

But look how far we made it

Now I got big shoes on my car

Look how far we made it

Yeah, said look how far we made it (This nigga Dom tried to give me the Don

Julio)

Yeah, oh (He don’t fuck with CÎROC, yeah, uh)

Seven when I seen my first murder

Survivin' on dollar double cheeseburgers, damn

It wasn’t easy, but I’m a fast learner

Shit ain’t promised, thank God I made it though

The ghetto where I’m s’posed to die

Jay 305, not from the south, but South Central L.A., L.A.

That’s L.A., palm trees and AKs

Bad bitches gangbang (Where you from? Goddamn)

AMG, that’s the only Benz

Fuck friends, walked in the club past PowWow, OBM

Go get, no give-mes, mink when it’s chilly

California grizzly, aw man (Flip it)

125th, grimy grams (Flip it)

Eatin' fish, it’s four A.M.

(Yeah)

Tall model chick in Dior pants, uh

I just hope the Lord see my plans, plans, plans, plans

They never thought I would get this far

But look how far we made it (Really)

Now I got big shoes on my car (It's big OPM energy)

Look how far we made it (RFC)

Yeah, said look how far we made it (Really)

Yeah, oh

All the hate be admiration, they admire the floss

Weathered the storm through the decade, got survivor’s remorse

The bud is legal, livin' regal, all my Cubans is frost

Bust down everything, how we do it up north

Where’s the love in the game?

It’s like human went lost

Bracelets, rivetless, dawg, but it’s stupid, the cost

We been runnin' shit so long, got me super exhausted

Artist, CEO, hustler and I’m corporate

Independent mogul since the waviest win (Right)

Got a better deal than Baby and Slim (Right)

Took a couple L’s, I’ll never take 'em again

They ain’t takin' my gems, take my catalog when I spin

Charge the rest to the game, took that on the chin

Playin' at a high level, dawg, you just a third string

Important like LeBron’s third ring

Lookin' extra drippy, hoppin' out the 'burban (Right)

They never thought I would get this far

But look how far we made it

Now I got big shoes on my car

Look how far we made it (High as fuck)

Yeah, said look how far we made it (OPM)

Yeah, oh (DZA)

If I was you

I’d turn this up

Yeah, I’d turn this up

Uh, uh

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