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Artiste:
French Montana
Titre:
Corner
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Said the best times waiting round the corner That's murder on the corner Seen these niggas turning bad Skinny nigga pushing Lambs I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand Murder for that dollar, understand Lately, niggas talking down, swear it made me Plus I know these niggas shady Mama said no trust no ladies When I hit the drug, it save me Tryna leave a young nigga on the corner Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the morning You ain't seen nothing like it Swear to God you ain't seen nothing like it Tryna leave me skinny, yeah, you know it Murder on the corner (Montana, ayy) Check it, dot 'em like a leopard On the corner, smell aroma like a shepherd Watching Narcos or them narcos Brain fried, if I make my bed, I'ma sleep in it King size, French tried to franchise Before the machine, we did it handy Bitches fronted on they panties now they jerk me like the Grammy's Hundred chains like TLC chilly On that Wayne, milli' after milli' With a bitch like Keisha from Belly I pray to God we live a thousand years And if I hurt you, we'll drink Ciroc for your tears Stunting on the stunners smoking out the whips Carbon in the front, skrrt on the bridge to Harlem You stepped on carpet, the flag We sharpen the swag Ten racks for the marble slab Pool kitchen sink, six layer pink Bump Aretha Franklin, bitch like Jada Pinkett, hah I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand Murder for that dollar, understand Lately, niggas talking down, swear it made me Plus I know these niggas shady Mama said no trust no ladies When I hit the drug, it save me Tryna leave a young nigga on the corner Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the morning You ain't seen nothing like it Swear to God you ain't seen nothing like it Uh (Uh) It's the city where the skinny niggas rot, yep That same city, you might see me with my slob, yep Buck fiddy to your chiddy, you get prom-cut Primetime, fuck, fuck it, your time's up That's what ma said, they get upset They coming at me indirect, live in effect They wanna see me in the flesh, boy, take your best shot Got something rip through your vest, aim for your head Won't break a sweat I said it's real niggas gone, take a stand Murder for that dollar, understand Lately, niggas talking down, swear it made me Plus I know these niggas shady Mama said no trust no ladies When I hit the drug, it save me Tryna leave a young nigga on the corner Tryna drink my demons 'way 'til the morning You ain't seen nothing like it Swear to God you ain't seen nothing like it Tryna leave me skinny, yeah, you know it Murder on the corner