Blueberry Rain Lyrics Nicky: I have to blink two times cuz im camera shy I dont eat ice cream or cherry pie I make it melt then it will be dripping of the shelf But looking hella pretty like my leather buckle belt Its a serenity a trinity My legacy is begging me to change my identity A fo-five infinity Athology anotomy its sort of like a policy Your rapper termonology It dont give an apology You know the trigonometry You think it had a ? ? Half a crimonology The mongoose bangs while the birds all sang I wear my house shoes like a part of a gang
Qupito: I spread bread like mustard but never can trust her You know im just a hustler caught up like Usher Im all in trying to triple a nickel See the game thats told get as cold as icicles I cut 'em off if you question my analysis Day i rate mayne my mind stays makatrick Blowing all my homies gon call when im ready Tell the P.I's and ? push em all like Eddy You can give me an update and tell me "wassup mayne" Influxuate the ?till its cookie and cupcakes Its so vivid straight up with no gimicks Gotta get on now you can roll wit it Every minute counts we bounce We count onces to the amount Houses from the account breached up to the? Fly down south get the dough in atlanta I hit the floor and do the Toni Montana
Chorus: Im going to go, leaving clouds of smoke Ima always do my bay thang, Ima hustler mayne, gotta make my change No time for play and gametame State-to-State on a papa chase Leave in a lace got moves to make Im staying high like fly for life Cant get my just to maintain
Quipto: Oh hell naw I aint done enough, theres more i gotta see So lord dont punish me just cuz i smoke alot of weed Its my apologies see I be the no siner The rule breaker shake her mayne the gold tenner Getting the business suckas letting the cash burn Im never finish not even after my last words Natural disasters might take your boy No doubt just let me go out and blaze of glory Helping kids get across the bridge it is what it is Live life with a whole lot of sacrifices to give I dont deserve it Beleive me if god told me is curtains I hope i serve my purpose and he knows I wasnt perfect Young queeze in this game for life Translate through the damn till the day I die Its a cold world baby and im already frosted So save your breath I play death when you talk shit
Nicky: Man its the fifth wheel, some feel, roll up and blow kill I dont trust them motherfuckers all of them hope still Kay swiss white like columbian coke And I dont care about you wanna sell dreams and hopes Man its the reeces buttercup be the focus like a mind reader Number 2 pencil on Picasso's brush EQ got the purple rang crushed up The rush of the blood is like a task-force bust
Chorus: Im going to go, leaving clouds of smoke Ima always do my bay thang, Ima hustler mayne, gotta make my change No time for play and gametame State-to-State on a papa chase Leave in a lace got moves to make Im staying high like fly for life Cant get my just to maintainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
