haas spitta michael timberlake şarkı sözleri

Look, my mama really own the place So I ain't got to pay the rent This ain't my bed I'm laid up in I leveled up, go Kaio-ken Feeling so Plus Ultra, now my flow is just an Instinct Called it Timberlake, because my flow is just so NSYNC I'm driving while I write this shit Oops I forgot to switch lanes I'm in your hood, sip ginseng Don't listen to what jinn say Really I'm just warming up So bring an extra t shirt Put my heart in each verse I dig inside like research Start from scratch again and build it from the ground now I found the words and I just got to lay it down now Do it all at once, upload the shit to SoundCloud That sample Mario, I hit 'em with the ground pound DK how I rock the boat New woman on the team Giving brain up like the honor roll Peel it back just like an envelope I been working on my cardio It's all 'bout to go to waste Roll it up and play the "Carter 4" Look, my mama really own the place So I ain't got to pay the rent This ain't my bed I'm laid up in I leveled up, go Kaio-ken Feeling so Plus Ultra, now my flow is just an Instinct Called it Timberlake, because my flow is just so NSYNC I can't f*ck with ting no more, she got expensive taste Back to chatting with my shorty from 11th grade Small world, I keep on pushing tryna find my place The only girl I really want, don't give the time of day Cant be focused on no L 'cause we got more to play Ramadan is finally over, back to smoking dank I been inside this life, feel like I cant escape I'm 23 now, feel like Jordan, then I fade away Mama cussing I don't cuss back Grandmother on the WhatsApp Voicemail forgot to hit back Different world in the home land 9 hour difference Jumping in time they can't f*ck with my vision Need it in writing don't f*ck witch implicit I get right inside, don't f*ck with permission That bitch so cold, I lay her down and watch that "Cool Runnings" Close my eyes and pray to God I make a cool hundred All this pain is passing by, don't know what's forthcoming Right now I'm focused on this high, I pray I don't plummet I found my hiding place This music be my hide away It's 4am, I'm wide awake I'm on the track like Tyson gay I do not fear this booth I work inside the dark, it's light work Step inside it's my world Smoke pressure 'til my pipes burst I can't f*ck with ting no more, she got expensive taste Back to chatting with my shorty from 11th grade Small world, I keep on pushing tryna find my place The only girl I really want, don't give the time of day Cant be focused on no L 'cause we got more to play Ramadan is finally over, back to smoking dank I been inside this life, feel like I cant escape I'm 23 now, feel like Jordan, then I fade away
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