Testo Feathers - Rob $tone
Testo della canzone Feathers (Rob $tone), tratta dall'album Feathers
Early every morning
Brush my teeth and thank the lord
I Put that shit on
And pop my shit
That's how it's going
I'm a stone cold rolling stone
Rolling marijuana
Finna get on
Cause I take risk
And I ain't folding
Niggas tryna criticize cause they can't do it like that
You letting time just pass you by
You ain't pursuing no racks
I smoke exotic on these islands
Ain't no boof in this pack
Make lil mama kiss my diamonds
While I'm digging that cat
Cause i got big bank on the floor
I really get it
I got big chains on me froze
God damn these niggas sweet as P I E
My opps D I E
For Tryna see bout me
I look like big bank to these hoes
Damn she a super freak
Like Rick James said it go
Man all these bitches do is L I E
But she a P Y T
Tryna creep by me
I only say the shit I mean
I can't be wasting my breathe
Can't let no hoe get in between
Me and my bros or the check
I'm only focused only getting on
Credit Lines, Business Loans
Gotta think Big
Can't end up broke in the set
I got so many kids watching tryna follow my steps
I got so many pigs plotting tryna put me to rest
Cause ima black man
Black and proud
Black man
Stay Acting wild
Black man
With big amounts
Can't let em shut me out
Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Robinson
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