Testo Chills - Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama
Testo della canzone Chills (Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama), tratta dall'album Book of David
Buda, what we doin
I learnt how to master them Ps
Niggas ain't bout it
In the club throwing up C's
With all my partners (dirt gang)
Bitch asked me why would I leave
And I forgot her (I'm out)
Black ski mask long sleeves
When we was robbing (uh)
Youngins in the field Pooh Shiesty
On with some Nikes
I could give a fuck about niggas
That never like me (fuck em)
Feds get my name on that list
They might indict me (they might)
I could take your bitch on a trip
Forget her problems (forget em)
I'll be in the trenches like
I ain't just make a million
Honestly I made a few thousand
In front my building (I promise)
Money can't stop because the
Lord done blessed me with children (bless)
I remember nights I was broke
Niggas ain't feel me (broke)
I remember giving my number
Bitches ain't call me (uh)
Woke up with no money in my pockets
I was salty (salty)
Spent my time trying to get on
They tryna to off me (off)
Bought a nine now I'm on time
Bet they back off me (wassup)
Bet them bitches remember me if they saw me
Burnt out on clubbing
Really not trying to party (burnt)
Got used to the Patek
I figure I do the Carti
Could always find me right in the ghetto
That's where my heart be
Never fold stand on your own
What mama taught me
This became more than a hobby
This shit is art b
When you lived it you feel that feeling
Just like your heartbeat
I really get the chills when I think about
When you lived it you feel that feeling
Just like your heartbeat
I really get the chills when I think about
When you lived it you feel that feeling
Just like your heartbeat
I really get the chills when I think about
The homies that I lost that break down
I can't see em now
You can trust me I could never let your secrets out
Success was so blurry
But we can see it now (I see it)
Peep the style my appetite
I'm trying to eat for now (right now)
Eat for later ocean views I can see for miles (yea)
Feet covered in sand ain't got no service
It feel better when you get crackin
Niggas get nervous
From the part of town where
Niggas really get murdered (boom)
Different color ice on my body
Shit look like sherbet
I watch niggas go where they took it
I took it further (further)
A real mob member ll' kill you
Plus he a earner (earner)
I got up with a burner more cookies
Than you done heard of
Woke up to the bitch of my dreams
And then I curved her (get out)
100 fiends fien on the scene
Somebody serve them (somebody)
Thought he was hot
Till he seen fire somebody burn him
I learnt how to master them Ps niggas
Ain't bout it (I learned)
In the club throwing up C's
With all my partners (dirt gang)
Bitch asked me why would I leave
And I forgot her (huh?)
Black ski mask long sleeves
When we was robbing (robbing)
I learnt how to master them Ps
Niggas ain't bout it (Lets go)
In the club throwing up C's
With all my partners (dirt gang)
Bitch asked me why would I leave
And I forgot her (huh)
Black ski mask long sleeves
When we was robbing
I really get the chills when I think about
When you lived it you feel that feeling
Just like your heartbeat
I really get the chills when I think about
When you lived it you feel that feeling
Just like your heartbeat
Buda, Grandz, Kuz
Legendary
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Garcia, Francis Ubiera, David Brewster, Lenard Antonio Rodriguez, Michael Richard Kuzoian, Jesse A Gumer, Charles Jovani Colon, Casey Ferdinand Camacho, Mikhail N Khaladjan
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