We the kids that never made them proud We the ones that break the rules, we live to stand out We the ones that never gave a fuck bout how we look, bout how we sound We never made them proud
Popping, drinking, smoking, yeah Just to get away from our emotions Cope with the commotion Just a couple doses Just to feel the motion We the kids, we the trillest, we the dopest
I don't need no one to pat my back When you start from here you might not even hear a clap Success could bring the war in, nigga you under attack I face another, help me face the fucking facts I could give my all and man they still won't love me back Momma please don't stress It might not look like much but momma ima be the best And I'm so destructive so baby please watch your step
We the kids that never made them proud We the ones that break the rules, we live to stand out We the ones that never gave a fuck bout how we look, bout how we sound We never made them proud
Popping, drinking, smoking, yeah Just to get away from our emotions Cope with the commotion Just a couple doses Just to feel the motion We the kids, we the trillest, we the dopest
One for the niggas talking shit bout a million you ain't never making (no, no, no) Two for the complicated bitches that I left cause I did no choice (no) Three for myself, on my shit, ima grind so my niggas could rejoice (yeah) I got a dream in the town with the top down I got a dream with my town on the top now Green light homie I can't really stop now I don't hear nothing what you saying, tempers on loud Scared of the days passing fast I popped a bar last night and that shit left me on my ass Who the fuck is that, out of stash, out of stash Who's that creeping in the window? Man I really love the blacka disco Killing these niggas, turn your wife into a widow Don't give them any info Let them keep creeping in the window
We the kids that never made them proud We the ones that break the rules, we live to stand out We the ones that never gave a fuck bout how we look, bout how we sound We never made them proud
Popping, drinking, smoking, yeah Just to get away from our emotions Cope with the commotion Just a couple doses Just to feel the motion We the kids, we the trillest, we the dopest
I don't need no one to pat my back When you start from here you might not even hear a clap Success could bring the war in, nigga you under attack I face another, help me face the fucking facts I could give my all and man they still won't love me back Risk it, this for the homies that risk it This is for the girls that risk itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
