Pumped Up Kicks
If I say let it rain, then Im coming with thunder
My niggas got sticks for the kicks that b pumped up
They'll leave you with no thoughts, aint no room left to wonder
It aint bout money then that shit redundant
I can't fall off, know that's just what you wanted
Look all of my blessings they come in abundance
Ain't nomo stressin, I want it I'm on it
He sent me a text cyz we want me there moanin'
Like don't even press me and fuck up the moment
Skinny lil bih but yo nigga want' feed me
I won't do no kissin' and don't try to keep me
I stayed out my feelings and this shit got easier
I stood on my own when nobody believed in me
Ain't even mad, that shit brought out the beast in me
Can't get a fraction, they all want a piece of me
Like can I get a breather please...
Speak on my name, know that shit gon get back to me
You a get slapped 'fore you know what is happenin'
I want the smoke, Im 10 toes, I ain't panickin'
Me and me bitch yea we stiffer than mannequins
I told that hoe "man let's go to LA today"
I want this life and I know I can't stay away
For too long
They say im a star but you don't want me shinin'
I can't have that jealous energy around me
Knowin' I ain't much different than you found me
I do this shit, I want drip, Ima splurge
He want me to feel him, I hear him, It's heard
I leave all that bullshit out there for them birds
I pity the fool I would hate to b her...
She b lovin' that nigga that I had 2 curve
Put trust in a nigga, that shit is absurd
I do all this shit by my muhfuckin' self
And Im flexin this weigh that's up under my belt
Feeling like I got angels around me
Telling me do it, you don't need no help
And you can't worry bout no perfect timing
Make out the most from the cards you was dealt
In that water, Im swimming like Im Micheal Phelps
Like fuck how they feel, I appeal to myself
Ice out my wrist, wanna sport me a tennis
Take off my braces and hit up the dentist
They ain't knowin' shit about me but my name
And they don't have a clue how the fuck I was livin
Look for all my siblings Im ready and willin'
It's understood, I ain't gotta explain dat
It was the turtle that had won the race
You can't look in my eyes and tell me I ain't winnin'
Let's get it
My niggas got sticks for the kicks that b pumped up
They'll leave you with no thoughts, aint no room left to wonder
It aint bout money then that shit redundant
I can't fall off, know that's just what you wanted
Look all of my blessings they come in abundance
Ain't nomo stressin, I want it I'm on it
He sent me a text cyz we want me there moanin'
Like don't even press me and fuck up the moment
Skinny lil bih but yo nigga want' feed me
I won't do no kissin' and don't try to keep me
I stayed out my feelings and this shit got easier
I stood on my own when nobody believed in me
Ain't even mad, that shit brought out the beast in me
Can't get a fraction, they all want a piece of me
Like can I get a breather please...
Speak on my name, know that shit gon get back to me
You a get slapped 'fore you know what is happenin'
I want the smoke, Im 10 toes, I ain't panickin'
Me and me bitch yea we stiffer than mannequins
I told that hoe "man let's go to LA today"
I want this life and I know I can't stay away
For too long
They say im a star but you don't want me shinin'
I can't have that jealous energy around me
Knowin' I ain't much different than you found me
I do this shit, I want drip, Ima splurge
He want me to feel him, I hear him, It's heard
I leave all that bullshit out there for them birds
I pity the fool I would hate to b her...
She b lovin' that nigga that I had 2 curve
Put trust in a nigga, that shit is absurd
I do all this shit by my muhfuckin' self
And Im flexin this weigh that's up under my belt
Feeling like I got angels around me
Telling me do it, you don't need no help
And you can't worry bout no perfect timing
Make out the most from the cards you was dealt
In that water, Im swimming like Im Micheal Phelps
Like fuck how they feel, I appeal to myself
Ice out my wrist, wanna sport me a tennis
Take off my braces and hit up the dentist
They ain't knowin' shit about me but my name
And they don't have a clue how the fuck I was livin
Look for all my siblings Im ready and willin'
It's understood, I ain't gotta explain dat
It was the turtle that had won the race
You can't look in my eyes and tell me I ain't winnin'
Let's get it
Credits
Writer(s): Jeighlan Romar
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