Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enough, artist - Angelo Mota.
Date of issue: 14.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Enough |
How much longer can I stay in the cut? |
Will it close, will it hurt to open up? |
I ain’t thought about it once |
I got a feeling it’s gon be a little rough |
I been riding with it for a little while |
Please don’t open up the trunk |
Even if I see it through and it’s tough |
I got a feeling it won’t ever be enough, yeah |
I got a feeling this won’t ever be enough |
Sitting on the cusp, calling shots, calling bluffs |
Blood on the brush, use my guts for the cup |
I gotta remind them that I’m poppa every month |
Every time I slip inside, she make it jump, yeah |
Water park, slip-and-slide, baby I’m in love |
She living her life but she fucking like we cuffed |
You ain’t gotta tell me twice, my heart on ice, I keep it shut |
Blunts get 3.5, if a check look right then we smoking runts |
We do what we want, and they can’t do shit about it |
Drip like Jackson Pollock, Mike a pilot, flying private |
If they crying bout it, they can’t help it, it must be colic |
Grew up bumping Ye, present day I dropped out of college |
16 I was wildin, blue lights flash, hit the dash like Sonic |
Now I get stressed bout climate, all this pressure hurting my sinus |
Still kick game like Linus, everything I do here finna be timeless |
How much longer can I stay in the cut? |
Will it close, will it hurt to open up? |
I ain’t thought about it once |
I got a feeling it’s gon be a little rough |
I been riding with it for a little while |
Please don’t open up the trunk |
Even if I see it through and it’s tough |
I got a feeling it won’t ever be enough, yeah |
Let me talk my shit, let me just talk my shit, paper chase |
Walk up in my crib, thinking what we sip, ace of spades |
Haile rolled a spliff, OG got a fifth, straight for days |
Baddie just sent me pics, another one on my list, I ain’t amazed |
Maybe she’s scared to come over, baby let’s share the aroma |
Tasty, sit there on my shoulders, bringing them areas closer |
Can’t pull your hair through the phone but, lemme just stop that shit |
She said do I qualify, no lie I guess she love the dick |
Bank account is stimulated now I stimulate the clit |
Thankful how I penetrated that arc like the covenant, but |
Back shots, loving it, but that’s not enough, it gets |
Way more intense, we ain’t camping call your friends (it ain’t enough!) |
How much longer can I stay in the cut? |
Will it close, will it hurt to open up? |
I ain’t thought about it once |
I got a feeling it’s gon be a little rough |
I been riding with it for a little while |
Please don’t open up the trunk |
Even if I see it through and it’s tough |
I got a feeling it won’t ever be enough, yeah |
And surrender me |
I just can’t leave |
And don’t press on me |
Cause I just can’t breathe |
You wanted mansions and islands |
You never met me on my end |
Always the one to be quiet |
But you’d always get me the highest |
I’m hesitating, but wishing all of my words invasive |
You know I hate it, it’s fading, I swear I’m losing patience |
I understand what you running from but you gotta face it |
And I can’t stand that we made it but now you’re so complacent |
I don’t want you drowning in the noise |
I want you to always have a voice |
Baby there ain’t no one left to trust |
Tell me, will it ever be enough? |