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• Artiste: Blxst
• Titre: Ten Summers Or Better
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Woke up on a plane, where do I land today? I can't explain, I went from bad to great Some people got on and threw they bag away I want this shit forever, ten summers or better Hurting my soul to know they passed away I gotta leave home again, it's sad to say (Say) That's why I put on to get my family straight And l'ma do it forever, ten summers or better (Uh) Better livin', better decisions (Decisions) Can't be another crash out, head-on collision (Collision) I could've took the fast route, that's not why I'm in it Likе would you rather stand out or dare to be diffеrent? Holdin' my weight, hustle my trait Try to picture waiting on niggas, I couldn't relate (I can't) Soon as I jumped in my bag, went straight to the bank (Straight to the) Fuck what you think, slept on my rank, then I Woke up on a plane, where do I land today? I can't explain, I went from bad to great Some people got on and threw they bag away I want this shit forever, ten summers or better Hurting my soul to know they passed away I gotta leave home again, it's sad to say (Say) That's why I put on to get my family straight And l'ma do it forever, ten summers or better (Uh) Yeah, him, it ain't no debate What I'm doing, playing in Paris like I'm Hov and Ye? Used to be too embarrassed if my voice would break 'Til I blew up the game like I'm Boise State Ayy, it's value in the journey My only L is all the lessons that you learned me They politic on my progression, am I worthy? (Okay) I'm thirty thousand feet up, really don't concern me Woke up on a plane, where do I land today? I can't explain, I went from bad to great Some people got on and threw they bag away I want this shit forever, ten summers or better Hurting my soul to know they passed away I gotta leave home again, it's sad to say (Say) That's why I put on to get my family straight And l'ma do it forever, ten summers or better (Uh) And cut, that's a wrap on Birdie