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New Faces v2 (feat. Earl Sweatshirt and Da$h)

アーティスト:Mac Miller  アルバム:Faces  作詞:Darien Corey Dash Jr./Malcolm McCormick/Thebe Kgositsile  作曲:Darien Corey Dash Jr./Malcolm McCormick/Thebe Kgositsile  発売年:2021 

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Yeah mane, you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song, man, like a damn... rapper. Ah man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, man, damn In '09, we were still on the bus, nigga Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush When there still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me 'Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin' I ain't know we was on the cusp of the money Tryna get a few bucks under custody And my twin brothers was all Syd's brothers So my kin gully and my skin toughened Thick lens coverin' my eyes now They ain't bright, nigga, I'm just high now And if this a different way to clear my mind out I need to find out, I'm doin' fine now And I don't look as stupid when I talk now And everybody at the show look astounded Posted up drowsy In the cut so much that it's pus 'round me Catch him in the daytime or dusk hours Smokin' out the pound, houndin' mutts out it If your tucks lousy then you can't sit with us (Nah) Can't call it harsh livin' when the margin Between you and all these fuck niggas is about as large as it gets And you workin', givin' arm and a leg Say he workin' but he just talkin' 'cause he ain't workin' Like a long-distance bitch Who you know that's out that's harder than this? Chargin' niggas like a Tomlison win, nigga Slight frown on the brow on the brim, color brown Runnin' wild on the route that was picked When the clouds were enshrouded I'm out with my face in the shallow end, drownin' again I could drown you with a shallow soul Shallow soul, shallow soul You are drinkin' from a shallow soul Shallow soul, shallow soul Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo Carpathian Just look at the state he's in, yo, yo The most critically acclaimed, slang contortionist That ain't suckin' corporate dick Said it with my balls in grip Other hand got a cork to hit All this Ralph be the sportsmanship Walked in and said I needed all the chips As well as the one on my shoulder Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor Cops still lockin' niggas up for quotas Brain still numb from the shit in the soda, so A generation lost Facin' a Paul Allen in vacant loft Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost You ain't Superman when that cape is off Just Clark, nigga, sittin' in his high-rise Tryna see the bright side of life And a nigga just keep comin' back with a dark picture It's like hard liquor, and see people are books So you judge a ma'fucker by the first page And a bitch by the back cover The crime is long-sleeved, so the tats covered


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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