Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Telegraph, artist - Caleborate. Album song Hear Me Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: TBKTR
Song language: English
Telegraph |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Vibe |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh |
| Ten toes down, nigga |
| Ego on the ground, nigga |
| Tell them fuck niggas quit that bitching right now |
| I know you love the sound, it sound like the town |
| Riding down Telly, smoke’s touching the clouds |
| I’m pitching on the mound, I’m serving on you clowns |
| I push my girl whip, something foreign swinging 'round |
| I know these niggas ain’t down, know these hoes don’t really love me |
| Know that money ain’t real, it just affect how they judge me |
| See I’m a one of one dude, my granny’d probably cut you |
| I was playing hold, my big homies playing crush groups |
| I know who I am, I told myself, «Dawg, trust you» |
| I know what I am, about a check like one two |
| Or better yet Nike, I do this shit for my young dudes |
| I just run and gun in the West, yeah, like the Suns do |
| Take advice but still do my shit or they’ll try to son you |
| All y’all hating on the young nigga get a fuck you |
| And all y’all hatin' on these girls fucking get a fuck you too |
| Let a nigga live, I’m just tryna find comfortable |
| Excuse the expletives, I got a lot to give |
| But get up out my way if you ain’t tryna get rich, uh |