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Levitate Paroles

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Album Westside Highway Story

Paroles de Levitate

You know I keep my eyes wide
Eastside fly guy
Flatbush tye-die
Purple label, bow tie
Shoot straight, cross eye
Gold gun, golden eye
See police slow the ride
I had a bitch with the flyest fabrics
I broke her heart
Use to call me Escobar
Skin fade, waves with the part
We dressed alike
But our mind was on different levels
I drove her crazy
Till the chain broke
Switching gears
Foot on the pedal, I'm going forward, fuck outta here
I blow a kiss and I got her
I never have to stare
Who using stairs?
This that escalator style
Spit hotlines
I charge a fee when you start to dial up
You niggas boo boo
Band aid when you got a cut
I gotta scar face forever feeling tuff I'm with the realist of real
So what the fuck you gonna do?
Before I leave 100 keepit to the Geez
Who come home with jail ID’S and state greens
Like what

I made some really poor decisions, a youngin lost, a system
That strongly forced division amongst us all was winning
Made a brother switch sports from basketball to pitching
Not baseball, just base, Tryna ball off of them hitting
Crack right in that glass pipe, I was on some mission
From hand to handing it all, to phone calls, commissions
Then one shot unclouded all my vision
My cousin gone, I miss him
They did him around my way
To this day feel like I'm paying the true cost of living
It’s my fault they hit em, I pray the lord is wit em
And when it rains it pours, Feds came storming in
And I escaped inditement but my boys all in prison
I was left with this pen in my hand, telling my damn story
Feeling it's a way to repent and get the past off me
So I scribble in this pad softly knowing there's a reason I got one more shot
Demand glory