Remy Banks - Exhale. - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] Somebody call Flex and tell him That the city's back up on the map like where it's supposed to be I ain't saying that we brought it back neither But we damn sure helped and that's a fact word to Nigel's rosary We bring the world a piece of Queens, that they never seen before Fans knocking at my door, saying Banks we need that raw Imma give it to em like a blood diamond They been calling me the golden child since when I wore the Forces with velours Court side at the Knick game, looking like a gym teacher Bape sweats, black tee, eyes lower than my ceaser Wifey wit me looking hot as Ibiza She hold me down and know all the words to "Ether", my queen my bitch On some New York shit, in Soho, dolo, Yankee low Puffin L's in public, that potent substance Leaving Lafayette pungent Then hit a rooftop lookin down at the metropolis Like damn look how we conquered this [Hook] The world on my shoulders I'm aching from the pressure And all got is this lighter An L on my dresser Fuck it, let me spark the shit up and lifted... [Verse 2] Ayo! Queens get the dollar signs When the world hear that, I want em to have we in mind Yeah me and my niggas, World's Fair we endured a different grind We ain't have no gimmick, no gangsta image, no famous cosign We was out here making shit jump in our own way, moving at our own pace Tryna renovate the golden gritty sound the city used to make with some modern flavor Inhale the haze, get nicer and turn these lyrics to better days What you know about sitting in label meetings with a bag full of that sensi ...ain't got no record deal, the chips is low and rents due next week Gotta make these ends meet, soon as I left that building I hit the streets to my handle b.i Shit, I ain't even out here tryna be fly, I'm out here tryna get by 2.5 in the Dutch, got some shit up on my mind I need to get rid of I'm hustlin through the struggle, my nigga now watch me come up [Hook] The world on my shoulders I'm aching from the pressure And all got is this lighter An L on my dresser Fuck it, let me spark the shit up and lifted...
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