BOOTH - Tom Grainger.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Tom Grainger
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tom Grainger
[00:08.239]Sitting in the booth sippin’ on Duse
[00:10.299]I can’t let bitch stand in my way,
[00:12.187]Too much lean, I think I saw those red beams,
[00:16.292]Sitting in the booth sippin’ on Duse
[00:18.381]I can’t let bitch stand in my way,
[00:20.242]Too much lean, I think I saw those red beams,
[00:24.426]Sitting in the booth sippin’ on Duse
[00:26.478]I can’t let bitch stand in my way,
[00:28.253]Too much lean, I think I saw those red beams,
[00:32.510]Sitting in the booth sippin’ on Duse
[00:34.622]I can’t let bitch stand in my way,
[00:36.481]Too much lean, I think I saw those red beams,
[00:38.534]Icey on my ring, fall in love with those bling bling,
[00:40.530]Round a round the city, in my whip with my gang,
[00:42.460]Bust down my chain, Hennessy in my vein,
[00:44.436]Stay in the dark I’ll never change,
[00:47.147]Yeah, never change,
[00:49.031]Gold on wrist, I can't resist,
[00:51.140]Every setback, just another twist.
[00:53.117]Never live in the past, on to new thing,
[00:55.216]Can't tie me down, I born with wings.
[00:57.424]Cruisin' through the night, I keep my circle tight,
[00:59.258]Dodging all the fakes, staying outta sight.
[01:01.229]Living life fast, can't live in the past,
[01:03.257]Got bigger dreams than the shadows they cast.
[01:05.320]I got all the racks on racks on racks on so them haters mad,
[01:09.245]I got chains on chains on chains on so my bitches bad,
[01:13.252]I got bitch on bitch on bitch on so those incel mad,
[01:17.330]Be like Michael Michael Michael Jackson yes I’m bad,
[01:21.472]I should have a trophy,
[01:22.969]Those bitches can’t get near me,
[01:24.897]They can’t even get to close to me,
[01:27.107]Put my opps in coffin, Rest in Peace,
[01:29.642]All all the lames Rest in Peace,
[01:31.540]They can’t **** with me,
[01:33.731]Drifting in city yeah, I put up on the Masi,
[01:37.810]I feel like Sosa, put my shits in Goyard,
[01:41.841]This shit too hot,
[01:43.924]Made the lames living so hard,
[01:46.024]Don’t work this hard, bitches you ain’t got the talent,
[01:49.686]**** that bitch and I tell her leave my mansion,
[01:51.746]Yeah, you know I never have compassion,
[01:53.974]Yeah, yeah,
[01:56.158]Flex on any type beat,
[01:57.670]Kill them all, hit them all, like my side bitch,
[01:59.721]Every time I on the track, they be “HOLY!”
[02:02.001]Yeah you know I bloom on the track,
[02:04.286]Like I’m cooking the meth,
[02:06.207]Lost place in paradise,
[02:08.330]Putting in work like Walter White,
[02:10.278]They’re copying I’m on high,
[02:12.478]Play your part, we’re not alike,
[02:14.226]Eyes on the prize, cutting ties with lies,
[02:16.197]Every move I make, aiming for the skies.
[02:18.162]Dusk till the dawn, I hustle, I strive,
[02:20.116]Every breath, I just trying to survive.
[02:26.425]Sitting in the booth sippin’ on Duse
[02:28.504]I can’t let bitches stand in my way,
[02:30.512]Too much lean, I think I saw those red beams,
[02:32.444]Icey on my ring, fall in love with those bling bling,
[02:34.477]Round a round the city, in my whip with my gang,
[02:36.525]Bust down my chain, Hennessy in my vein,
[02:38.504]Stay in the dark I’ll never change,
[02:40.876]Yeah, never change.