Testo Subtle Memories - Cousin Stizz
Testo della canzone Subtle Memories (Cousin Stizz), tratta dall'album GABOS (Game Ain't Based on Sympathy)
Yeah, let's do it
(Damn, let me get that motherfucker)
I got you
Ayy (Skrrt, skrrt)
I got back to the crib, ain't no lights and no heat
We was ballin' last week, shit, now what I'ma eat?
Money flowin' like a creek, make them hoes wanna creep
Subtle memories'll never let me put 'em a feat
I got back to the crib, ain't no lights and no heat
We was ballin' last week, shit, now what I'ma eat?
Money flowin' like a creek, make them hoes wanna creep
Subtle memories'll never let me put 'em a feat
Long talks with my dawgs, you call 'em thugs and shooters
They got big plans and I just want 'em to do it
Had my back since we was kids, played the game like a student
Gotta step up for the crеw, the way they do when I'm to it
I'm still givin' it my all, put my hеart in the music
They gon' try to keep you small 'til the money too tall
How you tryna hold us down when it's me after all?
Same one in the clutch was there to pick up the call
She got right to the crib and start takin' it off
Had to tell lil' baby think before gettin' involved
My life movin' fast, 'bout to go faster
She said, "If you keep me 'round, this shit goin' NASA"
Fly by niggas, they think we tryna pass 'em
I was taught you gotta get yours, ask for forgiveness after
Think forward, shit don't always go to plan
Make sure that they got the bread on 'em before you shakin' hands
I went back to the crib, ain't no lights and no heat
We was ballin' last week, shit, now what I'ma eat?
Money flowin' like a creek, make them hoes wanna creep
Subtle memories'll never let me put 'em a feat
Funny how this shit change for you
Lot of grind, a lil' time'll clear the lane for you
Gotta take your shot when it's there
My Louis on and Prada shades under
The bucket, but I can see the stares
We hopped in the back of the 'Bach
Know I'm thankful for the blessings, but don't ever get attached
Hustle up with my dawg, keep the cars closed from rats
Even down at the bottom, we knew to push it to the max
Fast track you to racks, ain't no strings attached
Don't matter how this shit go, I always got your back
Had to tell lil' baby relax, tryna take my clock up
Been this way since a youngin, move like no one can stop us
Got used to the smoke, so I don't cough much
I came from where they spinnin' niggas, don't got helicopters
For real, keep a tight roster, know the deal
People switch on you, but what is close is more than ill
Sent her the addy and told her bring her friends
Every time I'm happily surprised, they be all tens
I'm tryna give a vibe 'til the world end
She say that she look in my eyes and see all wins
They been tryna compete
Only thing on my mind, don't stop 'til mission complete
It's supply and demand 'til the fam doin' better than me
I hold it down 'cause I never had to tell you believe
Ayy, I got back to the crib, ain't no lights and no heat
We was ballin' last week, shit, now what I'ma eat?
Money flowin' like a creek, make them hoes wanna creep
Subtle memories'll never let me put 'em a feat
(Damn, let me get that motherfucker)
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Writer(s): Stephen Goss, Lamar Alexidor
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