[Verse] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh I see your eyes, eyes fall You don't wanna cry, you keep your eyes closed I could be great, I'm on my way If I wanna escape, I can escape, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh I could be great, I'm on my way If I wanna escape, I can escape, uh I could be great, I'm on my way If I wanna escape, I can escape Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I see your eyes, I see your eyes fall You don't wanna cry so you keep your eyes closed I could be great, I'm on my way If I wanna escape, I can escape I could be great, I'm on my way If I wanna escape, I can escape, uh Comin' out fadin', turn off your gaze I had an M5, headlights, I spotted the jakes Race on a date, race and sedate I know you lie, you just don't lie to my face I keep it graceful I-I can escape, uh, uh Comin' out fadin', turn off your gaze Had an M5, headlights, I spotted the jakes Race on a date, race and sedate I know you lie, you just don't lie to my face I could be great
[Break] How was that? That was fire, cool, cool
[Part II]
[Verse] Yeah I saw your eyes, I saw your eyes fall You don't wanna cry, so you kept your eyes closed I could be great, I'm on way If I wanna escape, I can escape Uh, we was on a date, uh I take you to Met, kisses outside your favorite I don't like fried chicken, I don't want no Chick-fil-A And I don't even rob niggas, can't do that job through the day Comin' out fake, turn off your gaze I had the M5 when the headlights was spotted out the jakes Race on a date, race and sedate I know you lie to me, you just don't lie to my face I keep it graceful, I'm grateful for it You just want hate, y'all can get your for it Y'all wanna fight? You don't go for it Aero car, you can see my hands Jaws don't break, lip gon' bust, you like I snuck up on me and ain't say nothin' Bit into my tongue, gushes, I couldn't say that I ain't say nothin', I ain't say nothin', uh, uh I say nothin', mm, I say nothin' What you dream for? Dream for, mm Used to play tough with the cops, had ideas (Go, go) Through the protests, hold me in spot, and I'll go Black folk don't know what talkin' white mean, but still Hold two open hands up in the sky, finger quotes In my gang, the youth, my lames used to smell like Polo tees [?] toss him a bottle, like what Puff did Steve You can't tote your own weight, then what's this bullshit even 'bout? Crystals on your lil' feet, that's all that dust [?] Suit Germain from Calabasas in the gray sportscar We used to cycle when Marc Jacobs had the library card That [?] the silver spoon, the plastic knives and forks I was a dog, breathless, chasin' a car up the street If I ever catch it, I'll panic, that's the flaw in me Nothin' ain't glamorous about growin' up poor and I eat Standin' on the balls of feet, tryna pray before I sleep [?] red light, waterfront district Now my head on a cushion Like pink, I'm revvin', like green, I'm swimmin' Someone like you, someone like me, ring finger, I'm sure I took it Wrist like springs, natural springs, waterin' head, no cookie Other than me, you and nobody else comin' between a [?] star We got the camera on Monday, we made a movie on Tuesday, fuck We got to look, to look, we never seen stars, it look so bright Prayin' mantis, flipped by the [?], wrist by the [?], big for a prayin' hand Big P, big P, big face, bussdown, still got the [?] I wanna see the money in cash so that I can truly grasp Makin' a save, I did a favor, big for a prayin' hand Big P, big P, big P, big P Yeah, huh, big P Speakin' of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes Speakin' of God, speakin' of God, speakin' of God Yeah, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Don't wanna talk me off the ledge, mmm Gotta get in my, mmm Gotta get in my own head Ooh, yeah You can go there, yeah Whenever you feel like it, duh, nuh, huh, nuh Mm, the first, though, maybe keep it in four, though Uh-huh Speakin' of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes The bishop was tweakin', and we was Baptist So how you a bishop? Like, technically speakin' You drove a white Rolls, me and my family was tight, bros Difference between havin' a home and not havin' a home is a tightrope Vistin' Catholic churches, the pastor was quiet as mice, so Minister spoke on a microphone They had no choir, so silent, I thought I heard Christ, cold Need a messiah, run out the house from [?], sprintin', route runnin' I figured I'd go to the East with my team for some peace and quiet I ended up in the streets with my cousin sittin' in the back Listenin' to beats, schemin' on schemes that can't even pass It's strategy, murder your cells, you can't even pass I pray that the plots clearin', thick, it's bulletproof glass So much where the death is, the visions of days You keep speakin' of death, it starts to seem' like a new car you're gonna buy Starts poppin' up on your way to work See it all the time, always passin' by Call it plan Beetle, Bug, yeah, it's on sight, man, they're gonna punch Runnin' late to [?], made the plane weight 'cause it's no rush Calls for [?] oceans from above, kinda look like bubbles on the tub Like, mm, mm, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, mm, mm, uh Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mmTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
