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Interprète Miles Gaines

Paroles de la chanson Draft Day par Miles Gaines lyrics officiel

Draft Day est une chanson en Anglais

Quit being silent, you should be excited

When you grow up in these streets and you fail to exist
You gotta bang this shit
You gotta bang this shit
You gotta bang this shit
If you was riskin' your freedom to help yo' people
You gotta bang that shit
You gotta bang that shit
You gotta bang that shit.

Cuz its Draft Day, everything gon' be alright'
Cuz its Draft Day
You turned nothing into something, look what you becoming
You made it to the Draft Day
You made it to the Draft Day
Nothing into something, look what you becoming

Quit being silent, you should be excited
You could've been like Len Bias
Your momma been workin she been tired
cll that weight on her shoulders, you gon' make it lighter
Same thing for the rappers tryna make it
Remember all that time you spent in that basement
cll that studio time up on your statements
Homies wanna eat off your plate and they ain't make it
Careful cause there's women out here trappin'
Tryna have a baby by a hooper or a rapper
Bimmer Benz or Bentley is the only thing they after
I learned the hard way, women be the best actors
Everybody come around when you get a win
But none of y'all was shootin' in the gym
Kobe lost his life, that shit just ain't feelin right
Make him proud every night
You gon' be a star tonight

When you grow up in these streets and you fail to exist
You gotta bang this shit
You gotta bang this shit
You gotta bang this shit
If you was riskin' your freedom to help yo' people
You gotta bang that shit
You gotta bang that shit
You gotta bang that shit

Cuz its Draft Day, everything gon' be alright'
Cuz its Draft Day
You turned nothing into something, look what you becoming
You made it to the Draft Day
You made it to the Draft Day
Nothing into something, look what you becoming

Uh,
I was never athletic like Ja Morant
I'm from a city where they tell you not to post a strap
Not to preach, but I want you to make history
Hopefully have an epiphany to see what life is meant to be
When I was fourteen my dream was the NBc
I made the team but coaches wouldn't let me play
It's sad when your dreams feel far away
When you wanna be the one like Penny Hardaway
Now they say things happen for a reason
Now I'm seasoned in this rap game
Off season's at four seasons
So now when I hear that new beat slap
I feel like I'm lacing my shoes up with T-Mac
I'm in a rocket going
Shhheww, Shhheww
I'm gettin buckets on ‘em,
Shhheww, Shhheww
You can do it too, make sure that you livin' it right
Get your mom and sister right
you gon' be a star tonight

When you grow up in these streets and you fail to exist
You gotta bang this shit
You gotta bang this shit
You gotta bang this shit
If you was riskin' your freedom to help yo' people
You gotta bang that shit
You gotta bang that shit
You gotta bang that shit

Cuz its Draft Day, everything gon' be alright'
Cuz its Draft Day
You turned nothing into something, look what you becoming
You made it to the Draft Day
You made it to the Draft Day
Nothing into something, look what you becoming

 Quit being silent, you should be excited

 Quit being silent, you should be excited

 Quit being silent, you should be excited
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Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.
Auteurs: ELSTIANO THE ARCHITECT, MILES GAINES
Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Too Lost LLC

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