PAROLES
[Intro]
Yeah
Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn
[Chorus]
Interview rooms, they silent, hit the [?] and ask God for guidance
If I took that oath I’m lyin’, even when I’m wrong, I’m tryna stay righteous
How many times did he leave my lifeless, end up on a wing with lifers (Turn, turn)
Bro’s the tightest, he sent man a fiver, I guess it’s the thought that counts
Five hundred English Pounds in fivers, I still couldn’t afford her nails
In the bando, studyin’ triple science, grab the Pyrex, it’s goin’ down
Look at the flick of the wrist on the [?] and hour (Turn, turn, ah)
[?] came to the night shift, even those [?] off [?]
[Verse 1]
Even those [?] off [?]
I check out thе bando like it [?]
Them times was hundrеd pounds and eighth
Wasted time on my estate
Look at the bando, it’s a state
After the bro, could’ve of got me paid
Then I had to turn it around from [?]
All the times that I wanted to call it quits, I stayed
To the times that I had to go flush that grub, [?] went and copped a [?] (One)
I really had to be feedin’ a [?], she said she want [?] wings
No she don’t want crack, she just tryna stay mellow, this one yellow, it’s Super Saiyan
Super Saiyan, I still got a shoebox, a year for savin’, savin’
Really taught so much patience
[?] off smoke, tryna [?] my patient, patient
Really had to put in that work with China, we didn’t have time for Raven, Raven
With the T house man stayed in, couldn’t care less ’cause the money just came in
[Chorus]
Interview rooms, they silent, hit the [?] and ask God for guidance
If I took that oath I’m lyin’, even when I’m wrong, I’m tryna stay righteous
How many times did he leave my lifeless, end up on a wing with lifers (Turn, turn)
Bro’s the tightest, he sent man a fiver, I guess it’s the thought that counts
Five hundred English Pounds in fivers, I still couldn’t afford her nails
In the bando, studyin’ triple science, grab the Pyrex, it’s goin’ down
Look at the flick of the wrist on the [?] and hour (Turn, turn, ah)
[?] came to the night shift, even those [?] off [?]
[Verse 2]
The T house bullet, shotgun, they Asian
Don’t get us all shot like Kaylum
My youngboy wanna trap me, trainin’
He already know how to drill them pagan
Pagans, pagans, everywhere I look, I see pagans (One)
He tryna do both, tryna score and distribute balls like Chamberlain
All the times that I [?] geography
Bicarbonate [?] that’s chemisty
Tyin’ up bread, that’s physics
You ever seen a fiend OD, Biology (Uh)
Paranoia on the first day, thinkin’ every car is a jake tryna follow me
Did up mans properly, ching man’s head
I’ve never really been a fan of psychology
Fuck them feds
They made my association sociology
Who ever cares what a survey said?
Tell ’em “Let me get a whole loaf of bread”
Did they ever left the shit on my doorsteps?
Country phones, ’cause I dove off ends
Keep the [?] close, stay low from feds or I’m back in the wing tryna conk man’s head
[Chorus]
Interview rooms, they silent, hit the [?] and ask God for guidance
If I took that oath I’m lyin’, even when I’m wrong, I’m tryna stay righteous
How many times did he leave my lifeless, end up on a wing with lifers (Turn, turn)
Bro’s the tightest, he sent man a fiver, I guess it’s the thought that counts
Five hundred English Pounds in fivers, I still couldn’t afford her nails
In the bando, studyin’ triple science, grab the Pyrex, it’s goin’ down
Look at the flick of the wrist on the [?] and hour (Turn, turn, ah)
[?] came to the night shift, even those [?] off [?]
