DISLA – 27 Lyrics
Artist: DISLA
Song: 27
Twenty-seven never been the prime
Who knew what a n#gg# had to climb, n#gg#s almost gave up
Momma keep on praying on my life
Thank God for the money and the dimes
What it do inside?
Is she down for the ride?
Tengo un circulo bien tight
n#gg#s out here barely getting by
Can nobody tell me anything
Who I am don’t concern them yeah no no
Thats why I don’t let ’em see me when I go round in the city with the Benzie uh oh
Aye, dark tinted
Crew neck with the doublе racks no tennis
Cuando yo era chamaquito yo no tenia ni tеnis
Ahora tenemo’ casa propia y una mesita pa’ los Grammys yeah woah
Yeah woah
Mm yeah woah (b#tch!)
Mm yeah woah
You don’t wanna play with your life like this
Finna put fifty on my moms right wrist
I done surpass all these n#gg#s
Talking sh#t on a n#gg#
Now a days I’m that n#gg#
Had to paint them the picture so they see it better
The ACG demeanor on me for the tough weather
El AMG my n#gg#s en el Makinon
El GMT pero la hora anda wrong (and a wrong)
Honestamente, me va cabron porque ya no le doy mente
El money en la mira y la subconsciente
Aunque parezca esto no pasó de repente
Me tienen en la mira pero no hay quien me reviente
Mm yeah woah
Mm yeah woah
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DISLA Lyrics – 27
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Release Year: 2022