Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Care Packages, artist - Apollo Brown.
Date of issue: 29.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Care Packages |
Din numbers that replaced all the lit summers |
Wings on the money made y’all uplift from us |
And I’m throwing my Louis wallet into the lockers |
And looking for quarters to get the key before I miss my number |
Peep the 20/20 reach on me to see y’all thru |
Transition VIP to V. I rooms |
Shoot a flick, shoot a kite, shit indeed I do |
'Cause let whoever tell it, this could’ve been me or you |
The same targets, the same agenda, the same markets |
The same doe or die conversing around the park bench |
Same bottle service and telling them keep the sparklers |
Attention’s overrated and now they get why we off it |
Half a hundred thrown on the phone to let the call play |
3 way with you and your woman so y’all bond straight |
Crew love until the crew done |
Until we upstairs talking 'bout how the crew won |
You said ayo Sky, I need a favor |
If you can bring a couple pieces on your way up |
It’s 20 outside, some hoodies would be flavor |
Lil care package, you know they tryna play us |
You said ayo Sky, I need a favor |
If you can bring a couple pieces on your way up |
Know it’s all love, all for the crew yo |
Know it’s all love, all for the crew yo |
Reciting «one love"back and forth and the genius within it |
Til now I’m drawing up the same like yo this remix hitting |
And the fact that a rendition is so easy to pen |
Is a testament to the loop we all seem to fit in |
It’s like a cycle, some will come home, some will go in |
Do a bullet, come back, and do the same shit, basics |
Green carpet will lay a trail to get to chasing |
And how living arrangements turn to sitting in arraignments |
Pullover hoodies and «soul on ice"in paperback |
Make it thru the walls, no shaking that |
Couple black men’s mags with Tammy Rivera on the front |
'Cause I mean, if it was me, those the pictures I would want |
But fuck it tho, blow thru time, right thru the runnings |
And treat the bid like Paul Cicero, light on the onions |
Crew love until the crew done |
Until we upstairs talking 'bout how the crew won |
You said ayo Sky, I need a favor |
If you can bring a couple pieces on your way up |
It’s 20 outside, some hoodies would be flavor |
Lil care package, you know they tryna play us |
You said ayo Sky, I need a favor |
If you can bring a couple pieces on your way up |
Know it’s all love, all for the crew yo |
Know it’s all love, all for the crew yo |
I’m already on it |