Asleep II
I shine too bright
You should keep a distance
Just broke my knee
Boy I wish I could dance
I used to beg a girl for another chance
But know we grown
Only thinking about bands
Got a broken heart and payday
On the same day
Fuck it
I'm on vacay with my family
You think that you can bet
On my death's day
But no
Cause I'm with God
God almighty
You know what I'm saying?
Bitch!
Ain't the same nigga that I was
Look at me right now
Jumping like Kriss Kross
Bitch!
All your teachers' gon' tell you
This and that
But we got that bread
So fuck that!
Big gasoline
Nigga smoke that
I get a degree
Then a nigga 'll be free
Then I can make hit
Making bands on repeat
Fly like a kite
I'm too high in a plane
My niggas ain't cheap
Talking big dividends
My niggas can write your name
With their bands
While your niggas still rob their pops
For the fame
Goddamn
I'm too lit boy
Way way way too lit boy
I don't fuck with none
Of your hittas they too silly boy
The day might be yours
But the night will still mine boy
Take a couple of drugs
Then you're faded faded high
Goddamn
I'm too lit boy
Way way way too lit boy
I don't fuck with none
Of your hittas they too silly boy
The day might be yours
But the night will still mine boy
Take a couple of drugs
Then you're faded faded high
Dividends
In a plane
Dividends
In a plane
Dividends
In a plane
Dividends
T.O.N.H.A
You should keep a distance
Just broke my knee
Boy I wish I could dance
I used to beg a girl for another chance
But know we grown
Only thinking about bands
Got a broken heart and payday
On the same day
Fuck it
I'm on vacay with my family
You think that you can bet
On my death's day
But no
Cause I'm with God
God almighty
You know what I'm saying?
Bitch!
Ain't the same nigga that I was
Look at me right now
Jumping like Kriss Kross
Bitch!
All your teachers' gon' tell you
This and that
But we got that bread
So fuck that!
Big gasoline
Nigga smoke that
I get a degree
Then a nigga 'll be free
Then I can make hit
Making bands on repeat
Fly like a kite
I'm too high in a plane
My niggas ain't cheap
Talking big dividends
My niggas can write your name
With their bands
While your niggas still rob their pops
For the fame
Goddamn
I'm too lit boy
Way way way too lit boy
I don't fuck with none
Of your hittas they too silly boy
The day might be yours
But the night will still mine boy
Take a couple of drugs
Then you're faded faded high
Goddamn
I'm too lit boy
Way way way too lit boy
I don't fuck with none
Of your hittas they too silly boy
The day might be yours
But the night will still mine boy
Take a couple of drugs
Then you're faded faded high
Dividends
In a plane
Dividends
In a plane
Dividends
In a plane
Dividends
T.O.N.H.A
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Writer(s): Pedro Moutou
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