LAMBOS and RARIS
Lambos and Raris
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
Why you think I'm turning all these feens into zombies
Gotta feed the team gotta make sure we all eat
Bitch I'm rockin G Stars not some Abercrombies
Why you mad at me for why the fuck you salty
Is it really my fault your babymama calls me
Is it really my fault you tried to doublecross me
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
Miss me with that fake shit I don't fuck with snakes
I can see you scheming on me from a mile away
They praying on my downfall but I'm not losing faith
They just mad I'm stacking hunnids into outer space
I know how it feels to be stuck at rock bottom
I was dead broke now I'm rocking red bottoms
They was laughing at me when I thought thought we was friends
Now I'm getting money they all wanna make amends
Margielas G Stars and a Red Niketech
I need all the profits I don't want a single penny less
Failings not an option I don't got no fucking time to rest
Even I did I wouldn't rather get another check
Rather stack another rack hustle till my final breath
Flexing on the opposition and I'm flexing on my ex
Balling so hard the referee just gave me a tech
Running up the racks blood tears whole lotta sweat
Forced by the judge had to quit all the drugs
Married to the game but I fell outta love
Fuck going to jail fuck goin to rehab
I just need the money I don't need to relapse
Lambos and Raris
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
Why you think I'm turning all these feens into zombies
Gotta feed the team gotta make sure we all eat
Bitch I'm rockin G Stars not some Abercrombies
Why you mad at me for why the fuck you salty
Is it really my fault your babymama calls me
Is it really my fault you tried to doublecross me
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
Fuck mediocre I don't fuck with basic
Fuck a Range Rover rather have a spaceship
They be tryna make amends they know ima make it
Miss me with that fake love fuck all that fake shit
I know how it feels to be trapping cus you stuck
I was dead broke I really got out the mud
I do this for my dead brothers I wish I could numb the pain
But I'm never giving up I can't let them die in vain
Bitch I'm balling like an All Star pump fake then I stutter step
Shooting like I'm Stephen Curry I hit nothing but the net
Really almost lost myself until I quit the percocets
Had to boss up by myself and that's the reason ima threat
Had to come back from the dead had to resurrect
When I start to feel the pain that's when I perform my best
When I start to feel the pain that's when I start counting reps
That's why ima always win that's how I earn my respect
I'm living on borrowed time I hope you understand
Everytime I close my eyes I see the devil dance
I really shouldn't be alive I popped way too many xans
Lords knows I should've died but I got another chance
Lambos and Raris
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
Why you think I'm turning all these feens into zombies
Gotta feed the team gotta make sure we all eat
Bitch I'm rockin G Stars not some Abercrombies
Why you mad at me for why the fuck you salty
Is it really my fault your babymama calls me
Is it really my fault you tried to doublecross me
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
Why you think I'm turning all these feens into zombies
Gotta feed the team gotta make sure we all eat
Bitch I'm rockin G Stars not some Abercrombies
Why you mad at me for why the fuck you salty
Is it really my fault your babymama calls me
Is it really my fault you tried to doublecross me
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
Miss me with that fake shit I don't fuck with snakes
I can see you scheming on me from a mile away
They praying on my downfall but I'm not losing faith
They just mad I'm stacking hunnids into outer space
I know how it feels to be stuck at rock bottom
I was dead broke now I'm rocking red bottoms
They was laughing at me when I thought thought we was friends
Now I'm getting money they all wanna make amends
Margielas G Stars and a Red Niketech
I need all the profits I don't want a single penny less
Failings not an option I don't got no fucking time to rest
Even I did I wouldn't rather get another check
Rather stack another rack hustle till my final breath
Flexing on the opposition and I'm flexing on my ex
Balling so hard the referee just gave me a tech
Running up the racks blood tears whole lotta sweat
Forced by the judge had to quit all the drugs
Married to the game but I fell outta love
Fuck going to jail fuck goin to rehab
I just need the money I don't need to relapse
Lambos and Raris
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
Why you think I'm turning all these feens into zombies
Gotta feed the team gotta make sure we all eat
Bitch I'm rockin G Stars not some Abercrombies
Why you mad at me for why the fuck you salty
Is it really my fault your babymama calls me
Is it really my fault you tried to doublecross me
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
Fuck mediocre I don't fuck with basic
Fuck a Range Rover rather have a spaceship
They be tryna make amends they know ima make it
Miss me with that fake love fuck all that fake shit
I know how it feels to be trapping cus you stuck
I was dead broke I really got out the mud
I do this for my dead brothers I wish I could numb the pain
But I'm never giving up I can't let them die in vain
Bitch I'm balling like an All Star pump fake then I stutter step
Shooting like I'm Stephen Curry I hit nothing but the net
Really almost lost myself until I quit the percocets
Had to boss up by myself and that's the reason ima threat
Had to come back from the dead had to resurrect
When I start to feel the pain that's when I perform my best
When I start to feel the pain that's when I start counting reps
That's why ima always win that's how I earn my respect
I'm living on borrowed time I hope you understand
Everytime I close my eyes I see the devil dance
I really shouldn't be alive I popped way too many xans
Lords knows I should've died but I got another chance
Lambos and Raris
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
Why you think I'm turning all these feens into zombies
Gotta feed the team gotta make sure we all eat
Bitch I'm rockin G Stars not some Abercrombies
Why you mad at me for why the fuck you salty
Is it really my fault your babymama calls me
Is it really my fault you tried to doublecross me
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
I thought we was brothers why the fuck you tryna off me?
I just wanna trade the cold concrete for palm trees
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Writer(s): Eric Djambazov
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