Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Captions, artist - Ay Em
Date of issue: 02.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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They doin' this thing for fame |
She’ll do anything to play the game |
I’ll show you no indication |
I’ve pretty much patterned my day to day |
I’m sharp like a razor blade |
I make it and store it in safer places |
Then bill up a paper plane (Plane) |
I’ve got a feeling they may complain |
I’m sinkin' the boat, I won’t ride your wave |
I smoke and it takes me to higher places |
Listen to me and you’ll find a way |
Listen to them and see minor wages |
Supply the beat, I supply the wave |
Move me out into a finer place |
This liquor for me, I don’t find the pain |
I drink and I smoke to confine the pain |
Bro, what? |
I read the entire page |
Mad that he’s stuck in the tiger cage |
Want me the money, decline the fame |
Need it inside and I might arrange |
Tell me, I need to know right away |
'Cause bro got it now in the microwave |
Ready to go, oh, by the way (Oh, by the way, huh) |
Huncho and Ay Em a problem |
I told you but you gotta stay calm |
Chase me a bag and no chase arse |
And stay away from the Shaitan |
How when I’m living the life? |
Stuck and I look at the timing |
Living this life is a lie |
I swear, the Rollie is blinding |
She fell in love with me right away |
I made her verse |
I’m beatin' it up in the shower place |
She holdin' the curtains |
And this ting be bad on the Insta page |
She badder in person |
I’m gettin' to man, I stay out the way |
So out my depth, out my depth |
If it’s outta my depth, I know how to swim |
They still on the block, I copped me a crib |
Put racks on my skin, some racks on my skin |
, ain’t lookin' back since |
Tell bro, «I got stress» |
Go load up the plates, I’m doin' some chest (Chest) |
I’m up in the gym, I bought me a vest |
I ain’t with the shit, I ain’t with the shit |
I got me some silk to put on my skin |
This stuff for sale, some bricks on a brick or maybe a zip |
The .6 on my lap, I’m still in the trenches, come check the kid |
A kil of hash is up in the spliff, I ain’t tellin' fibs |
I spoke to my guy, I might get a brick, I order a ten |
I woke up today, I made my bed, made my bed |
I woke up today, I made my bed, made my bed |
I woke up today and made my bed |
This packet of loud could wake the dead |
I put in the call and made the cheque |
To make sure the pattern was laid to rest |
I grab me the pattern, I ace the test |
Stuck in a drought and it rained again |
They’re movin' like boys while we changed to men |
It’s only the fam, we don’t do friends |
It’s only the fam, we don’t do friends here |
In the booth, doin' overtime |
Start with the ball and then multiply |
If you talk to a fed, you was told to lie |
I see the demand and I supplied |
Invested in packs, I’m tryna provide |
I got me some cake while sellin' these pies |
Life’s like a roll of dice |
Life’s like a roll of dice |
Looked up to older guys |
Double, I ride and then burst |
The poltergeist, I don’t wanna socialise |
Me and my bro, we get trappy |
We’re both alike (Both), so alike |
(He told me to see) With open eyes |
(I'm gonna roll the dice) |