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reek & sage - tell me كلمات الأغنية

[intro: big beautiful williams]
this sh_t feel like new leather and wood grain
the allure of fine living keep a n_gga’s foot on the gas
plot getting thick
good morning to the bitt

[verse 1: reek]
early morning sun rays, wake up to breakfast smells
lil mama cooking them cheese eggs, she know me well
rolling something to free my mind from this living h_ll
inspiration what i’m facing while others facing time
count the blessings while finessing, gotta thank god for this grind
n_ggas thought they was holding weight but now we back on line
oh how the game done changed i re_arrange sh_t
but i’m a playa fasho, never been a strange b_tch
still uping levels with the same ones who done came in told
straight in the building, gaining access to them private floors
godd_mn, been the man, n_ggas know the game is cold
and i’m still shining sunny on ‘em, when it’s raining hoe

[hook: niko2k]
tell me what you know about a p
tell me how it feel when i’m sw_nging through the street
all that speaking false and you ain’t ever know a thing
just another commentator with opinions on the team
not my fault they can’t
tell me what you know about a p
tell me how it feel when i’m sw_nging through the street
all that speaking false and you ain’t ever know a thing
just another commentator with opinions on the team
hoe we out here chasing dreams
[verse 2: malcolm whitelow]
straight up outta texas know my burger made of water
coming down but coming up, the irony just made your daughter laugh
on a path to flexing, muscle burning, major commas on the way
run it up, in marathons, you racing on the ave
on your head, been on my job and i been off the gas
on some bread, but off the top i need my pockets fat
peddle to the metal, ‘cause i’m popping like the clutch
of the whip the kid is pushing, n_gga walking like a scrub
done the same, now i run the game until my legs throbbing
pitching flame, got written game like i’m ted talking
plans on me, got some vans on me like the feds watching
cams on me, need some grands on me, keep your head bobbing
gotta keep this sh_t a hundred, tell me what you know
know that you can’t tell me nothing, mr. west your quotes
it’s direct, i’ll tell you something, tell me what you won’t do
is tell a hoe you telling me my clique don’t run the coast

- reek sage

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