Testo Leclerc - Emad
Testo della canzone Leclerc (Emad), tratta dall'album Leclerc
Living my life without you
Something I don't want to do
So please don't walk away
And leave me all alone
Baby stay for just a while
Look in the sky
Hands together it's prayer
I see nobody
But i know somebody there
Yeah the boy
Don't hang with clowns at the fair
In the party yeah
We live with no care
Cash in my pocket
Baby i got some to spare
I live life like Charles Leclerc
Switch lanes i cut through air
Take my hand baby i'll take you somewhere
Yeaah
Look in the sky
Hands together it's prayer
I see nobody
But i know somebody there
Yeah the boy
Don't hang with clowns at the fair
In the party yeah
We live with no care
Cash in my pocket
Baby i got some to spare
I live life like Charles Leclerc
Switch lanes i cut through air
Take my hand baby i'll take you somewhere
Throw shade imma catch it Tom Brady
Talk shit but when they see me they say hey g
Twenty four seven do it all day g
Get bread when it's sunny or rainy
Twenty two now twenty three closer
Getting old but i don't feel any older
Push weight i got pressure on my shoulder
No time man i can't move like a joker
Ain't been myself since like September
Now gotta bring it like Summer in December
Ice in my veins don't forget just remember
Got Big stacks look like jenga
Shawty peng back then how she lenger
Double CC bad b contender
I got missions see me dippin in a rover
Late nights no sipping i be sober
Clear mind goin' 90 in the motor
Fuck fake love rather be a loner
Ye Emad but I never lose composure
Said I'll do it and I did
Boy I told ya
Novikov sea me eat the kalamari
5 Star skills like el Shaarawy
No 3 three stripe only the Armani
Green white red push the Pagani
Yeah Push it to the limit
Speed limit I don't care
Ain't got the rari
But I'm moving leclerc
They still look
They watch they stare
They can't move like me
I swear
Yeaah
Look in the sky
Hands together it's prayer
I see nobody
But i know somebody there
Yeah the boy
Don't hang with clowns at the fair
In the party yeah
We live with no care
Cash in my pocket
Baby i got some to spare
I live life like Charles Leclerc
Switch lanes i cut through air
Take my hand baby I'll take you somewhere
Push it to the limit
Speed limit I don't care
Nah Ain't got the Rari
But I'm moving Leclerc
Yeah
It seems like a runaway train I'm in your lane
Like there's only three seconds to score to win the game
It's only right, i put curses in these verses
Apnas and Kalas the combo is immersive
Laying dead bodies on caskets bring up the hurses
Leaving ni**as curved like c's, my bitches want Chanel purses
It was written for me to write this menace
Ni**as cant manage, I'm not an average rapper
Wrapping 16's on a track like a cling lyrical trapper Savage
When you hear the boom, it's Skrapz coming from several rooms
Cut from a different cloth this some old news
Word around town saying MAC he's nice what's his resume
Came from another country, language, exquisite, ah, what can i say
On a deadly medley dangerous thou i rock steady
Hot in hurr like nelly, blasting twin turbo pipes sounding like confetti
Man i been ready, the kid with the old soul, flexing on em' so now you know
Now you know
Now you know
I know that you know
I can take you places
You ain't ever been before
Six litre engine
Kick it an watch it go
You ain't see me leave
I had to go get the dough
She tell me she want it
I'm never gone say gone say no
I get what I want
I get what I pray for
Yeaah
Look in the sky
Hands together it's prayer
I see nobody
But i know somebody there
Yeah the boy
Don't hang with clowns at the fair
In the party yeah
We live with no care
Cash in my pocket
Baby i got some to spare
I live life like Charles Leclerc
Switch lanes i cut through air
Take my hand baby I'll take you somewhere
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Writer(s): Patrick Macedo
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