My pockets are full and they're weighing me down and i'm getting frusterated I hear you scream without hearing a sound my eyes are diolated i feel like
Traduction: Jamais entendu parler. Escape.
you want to do No need for questions It's only for you And it's so amazing Oh how you can't escape it The movement takes you And never let's you go
touch of your hand It's so vibe it's your style It's the way the that u smile Get a little rush when I hear your name It's all magnetic with your hand
we suppoused to be in DR Me blowing a cigar you sippin' a tini I told her pack her bags and dont forget a bikini Den just like a genie it all disappeared The escape
never turn you down) (I love you) (You?ll never turn it down) (I love you) (I?ll never turn you down) (I love you) (You?ll never turn it down) (I love
much You can have it free of charge Though I do it for the love cause [Verse 2: Mac Miller] First I take a breath Then let it out Hear em clap a little
it That damier bag I bought her Caught the attention of those niggas on it That cellphone that I bought Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers So it
never given so I confiscate it Get acquainted with mine I get them aclamated Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice Had to escape the
apart like a block of solid ice Uzi does it, come to think of it Dude had a nine, but his wasn't as fast as mine I heard the phone ring, should I answer
don't even kick it Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad Go toe to toe when it's
I'm clever, stupid, Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless, You got the same bullets you had when I loaded it for you, you never used it, The Nasareema dream,
came and it was strange how it rocked us Perhaps the underlyin fact stay high explain genocide It's when we ride on our own kind What is it we all fear
good for nothin, so I'm out Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins Let me make it and I'll never steal again, or deal again My
my God everyday but he don't listen the poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen Listen I can hear her crying in the bedroom praying for money we never
and we don't even kick it Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad Go toe to toe when it
sell my soul as a young kid? All the things I did Wishin' someone held me but they never did. I can't take it will I make it to my older age? Before