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Paroles de Turn They Back

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Paroles de la chanson Turn They Back par Nate Brown lyrics officiel

Turn They Back est une chanson en Anglais

Pockets is empty, man down get some moe.
Will I ever stand down that's a no.
You're trying to go up but you're looking too low.
You're trying to go fast but your legs are too slow.
I work in the shadows when you see me I grow.
Getting these bands, having them touchin the flo.
Cooking so hot I can't stop for the snow.
Don't know who watching, gotta put it on, from my head to my toe.
You sneak diss and you speak on my name.
You was never my bro.
He sold his soul just to get him a show.
Crazy thing is he don't even know.
You want this smoke but you know you're gonna choke.
You dream to get money, you sleep and get broke.
You claim that you woke.
I know that's a joke.
You testing these waters, you finna get soaked.
You question my vision.
You don't got a cloak, you wish what they living but you don't got no hope.
I call the shots, man I live like the pope.
I call the shots, man I live like the pope.

Get these checks, get these bands
Pop an X, catch these hands.
I was out in lex that's where I got these plans.
All of the haters they really just fans.
Blow them away like a fan.
You care about yourself but not about your mans.
That's how you end up by the cans.
The real ones is gone. The fake ones don't care.

Rich to homeless and you talking about life isn't fair.
Turn the circle to square.
The gun have you scared.
Glock with a drum. Call it a snare.
Call for help. Go and get you a flare.
When you down bad. All them fake friends finna just stare.
You flex to your friends what you wear.
When you six feet under, What you finna be wearing?


Pockets is empty, man down get some moe.
Will I ever stand down that's a no.
You're trying to go up but you're looking too low.
You're trying to go fast but your legs are too slow.
I work in the shadows when you see me I grow.
Getting these bands, having them touchin the flo.
Cooking so hot I can't stop for the snow.
Don't know who watching, gotta put it on, from my head to my toe.
You sneak diss and you speak on my name.
You was never my bro.
He sold his soul just to get him a show.
Crazy thing is he don't even know.
You want this smoke but you know you're gonna choke.
You dream to get money, you sleep and get broke.
You claim that you woke.
I know that's a joke.
You testing these waters, you finna get soaked.
You question my vision.
You don't got a cloak, you wish what they living but you don't got no hope.
I call the shots, man I live like the pope.
I call the shots, man I live like the pope.

I got all of these haters breathing down on my neck.
I tell them all to go get a check.
Can't take em serious not even a sec.
Life isn’t checkers, man this game is chess.
Gotta stay smart I just can't get best.
They gonna get an “F” if they try to test.
You beating the bush say it with your chest.
You're trying to be different, Can't just be the rest.
This is my show and y 'all are the guests.
I'm boutta send stray's so please wear a vest.
Y 'all was dedicated and now y 'all want quit.
Hate putting y 'all on y 'all worth less than spit.

Gave you a chair why won't you just sit.
You was putting up numbers why couldn't you see.
How much it cost you I'm telling you free.
How much I'm pushing I'm telling you P!

Pockets is empty, man down get some moe.
Will I ever stand down that's a no.
You're trying to go up but you're looking too low.
You're trying to go fast but your legs are too slow.
I work in the shadows when you see me I grow.
Getting these bands, having them touchin the flo.
Cooking so hot I can't stop for the snow.
Don't know who watching, gotta put it on, from my head to my toe.

Pockets is empty, man down get some moe.
Will I ever stand down that's a no.
You're trying to go up but you're looking too low.
You're trying to go fast but your legs are too slow.
I work in the shadows when you see me I grow.
Getting these bands, having them touchin the flo.
Cooking so hot I can't stop for the snow.
Don't know who watching, gotta put it on, from my head to my toe.
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Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.
Auteurs: Jeremiah Bliss, Nathaniel Brown
Copyright: Too Lost LLC

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