Testo South Of France - G-Eazy
Testo della canzone South Of France (G-Eazy), tratta dall'album Freak Show
Sheesh
Yo, Tane, just let it out
Young Gerald, uh
There's only one Big Lebowski, one Emily Ratajkowski
There's only one Mickey Mouse and there's only one Charles Bukowski
There's only one Gerald, try looking around if you doubt me
A real Oakland legend like Sebastian Janikowski
Want revenge, I want payback, I want the Virgil Maybach
A jet with the lay flat, but this ain't time to lay back
Want respect, want them to say that
Don't play me, I don't play that
You kept my seat warm and now that's what I came to take back
Call me Mr. New Watch
Call me Mr. New Car
Call me Mr. Where'd-your-girlfriend-go?
She's not where you are
Presidential suite, five bands a night, this not no two-star
Saint-Tropez, the seas as salty as you are
Big bands, skin tan, I'm in the south of France
I bought that Rari cash and ain't even dip in my advance
On my second album, had accomplished almost all my plans
So if you hatin', suck a, someone come and get your mans, it
Could you believe?
You're right where you're supposed to be
Could you believe?
You're finally following your dreams
You know
Uh
Put me anywhere on Earth
I take my worth and make it triple
I pop out when it's dark out
I wait for the bat signal
Don't drop the ball and lose it
Like a guard who can't dribble
I mean, everyone would do this
If it was that simple, for real
To make it in music
Now you have to be genius
Chances slim as Christian Bale
When he shot The Machinist
I mean, a view from my balcony
You have to come see this
I Californicate models
Feel like Anthony Kiedis
When I'm in Los Angeles
The life we live is blasphemous
Differences I notice
Some of y'all are really passionless
Clock out then I clock back in
And then I get right back to this
Do this at the highest level
I get paid in cash for this
A thousand dollars for the caviar
Comes in a jar
Kaspia potatoes, back to back
Michelin star
Me and three girls in my coupe
Barely fit in the car
Tell me what the I am
If this kid isn't a star
Could you believe? (No)
You're right where you're supposed to be
Could you believe?
You're finally finding your dreams
Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Earl Gillum, Thomas Wesily Lumpkins, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Austin Ward, Mike Ryan Hector, Joshua Bennett Parkin
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