Testo 30 - Kenny Mason
Testo della canzone 30 (Kenny Mason), tratta dall'album Angelic Hoodrat
I don't need fake love when I can create love
Pussy and pay stubs
The reason I wake up
Pushing up on me this late to fuck me is dangerous
You know where I stay bruh
You know what this stain from
You know how to play dumb but I know the brain dumb
I know impatience is some niggas pay for
As long as we stay friends we can't ever break up
It's easy to make up with people you make cum
I don't trust no woman as much as my own mama
I get my glow from her, my niggas get smoke from her
She told me don't come to her door with no hoe drama
If you don't make money or grow from her you don't want her
Nigga stay woke or they gon' come up from your slumber
The city where everyone knows someone that knows someone
Then get some money and act like they don't know no one
Can't even blame them the way this gets cold blooded
30 degrees, 30 degrees
30s with beams, told 'em to freeze
Don't gotta lie, say what you mean
Keep it a bean, keep it a bean...
30 degrees, 30 degrees
Turn up the heat, turn it to steam
Curry on me, 30 degrees
Curry on me, 30 degrees
How the hell you tell me you want more time?
Time the only thing that I don't want flying
Naked it in the park with the car doors wide
To only let the Angels and God see
Only let the moon and the stars see
I'on need fake love when I can create love
The angelic stray pup, better than caged up
I know how you get down so I never gave up
Now you just get down whenever I can't come
Choosing to fuck with you conflict with my trust issues
Choosing to jump with you could mean that I'm stuck with you
Or that you stuck with me to keep it a buck with you
I'd choose loving you over being in love with you...
I don't trust no women as much as my own mama
When my granny died it felt like I had no mama
Niggas was so young, I ain't even know I was affected
When women showed me affection I closed up and rejected
I tried to fill...
The holes up with the sex
And I lied to feel
Like I was really connected
My heart is real
Deprived and disconnected
But I can chill beside you for a second...
30 degrees, 30 degrees
30s with beams, told 'em to freeze
Don't gotta lie, say what you mean
Keep it a bean, keep it a bean...
30 degrees, 30 degrees
Turn up the heat, turn it to steam
Curry on me, 30 degrees
Curry on me, 30 degrees
How the hell you tell me you want more time?
Time the only thing that I don't want flying
Naked it in the park with the car doors wide
To only let the Angels and God see
Only let the moon and the stars see
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Writer(s): Edwin Green, Jose Julian De La Cruz Jr
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