Le Meilleur
Uh, yeah
It's finally happening, this shit be coming together
Been workin', man, I been practicing, verses turning to treasure
Words turn to a sermon and life can change if you let it
And though it ain't picture perfect, I'm sure that it's getting better
This the beginning, I'm building the basic setting
I got a relevant message to spread, to the dead, and weathered
Don't rest your head in depression, the best is yet to be tested
I'm boozin' and fuming, choosing music over second-guessing my life
I got the best of advice
Just get the best of your vice
If it control you, you know you're getting less from your life
You feel the pull on your soul, smoke an L and get high
Man, what the hell? Break the spells, learn a lesson in spite
I look around, and I got every fucking thing that I need
My music, drink, my people, waiting for the kick and some weed
So I want all these people with me on an island
When we 30, getting married, reminiscing about those times when
Back when we was just a bunch of little innocent kids
When we was shooting hoops and stealin' candy, innocent-ish
When we was doing stupid shit but didn't get clipped
Was wishin' for this
And when I've got it all, I'm wanting is a miniature Chris
And want a wife that comes and kisses my lips
Right after kissin' our kid
And when we put the kid to bed, she's got the devil in her head
That want her lips on my dick, yeah (ooh-yeah)
J'ai tout porté sur mon dos sans doute pour toi, j'fais
Ce qu'il y'a d'impossible, mais dans ta tête j'suis un acquis loin d'être parfait
Si j'ai tout mis sur mon dos
C'est que dans la vie t'es seul à prendre le right turn
Rien est impossible tant que tu y crois pis que t'es le meilleur, yeah
J'ai du misé gros
J'ai du visé haut, whoa-whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Quitte à en faire trop, whoa-whoa
Yeah, yeah
J'ai du visé haut, oh-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
J'ai du visé always
Juste un peu plus haut, oh-yeah, yeah
Let that, let that, let that, let that, let that soul ring
Let that soul ring, let it swing back and forth like a door hinge
Let it go, let it go to the world like a gold
Fling all the way maker
It's finally happening, this shit be coming together
Been workin', man, I been practicing, verses turning to treasure
Words turn to a sermon and life can change if you let it
And though it ain't picture perfect, I'm sure that it's getting better
This the beginning, I'm building the basic setting
I got a relevant message to spread, to the dead, and weathered
Don't rest your head in depression, the best is yet to be tested
I'm boozin' and fuming, choosing music over second-guessing my life
I got the best of advice
Just get the best of your vice
If it control you, you know you're getting less from your life
You feel the pull on your soul, smoke an L and get high
Man, what the hell? Break the spells, learn a lesson in spite
I look around, and I got every fucking thing that I need
My music, drink, my people, waiting for the kick and some weed
So I want all these people with me on an island
When we 30, getting married, reminiscing about those times when
Back when we was just a bunch of little innocent kids
When we was shooting hoops and stealin' candy, innocent-ish
When we was doing stupid shit but didn't get clipped
Was wishin' for this
And when I've got it all, I'm wanting is a miniature Chris
And want a wife that comes and kisses my lips
Right after kissin' our kid
And when we put the kid to bed, she's got the devil in her head
That want her lips on my dick, yeah (ooh-yeah)
J'ai tout porté sur mon dos sans doute pour toi, j'fais
Ce qu'il y'a d'impossible, mais dans ta tête j'suis un acquis loin d'être parfait
Si j'ai tout mis sur mon dos
C'est que dans la vie t'es seul à prendre le right turn
Rien est impossible tant que tu y crois pis que t'es le meilleur, yeah
J'ai du misé gros
J'ai du visé haut, whoa-whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Quitte à en faire trop, whoa-whoa
Yeah, yeah
J'ai du visé haut, oh-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
J'ai du visé always
Juste un peu plus haut, oh-yeah, yeah
Let that, let that, let that, let that, let that soul ring
Let that soul ring, let it swing back and forth like a door hinge
Let it go, let it go to the world like a gold
Fling all the way maker
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Writer(s): Christopher Madden, David Campana, Nick Madden
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