Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Plan A, artist - E-dubble. Date of issue: 31.01.2013
Song language: English
Plan A |
| Maybe I was wrong. |
| Maybe I was right |
| Maybe obey. |
| Maybe don’t sprite |
| Maybe don’t hate on some shit you never knew about |
| All these mother-fuckers in the gutter took the sewer route |
| I’m tryina speak truth. |
| I’m tryina get through |
| All the while still find time to get loose |
| All the while still tryina make my way to Idlewild |
| Green grass. |
| Thick milfs smoking. |
| Call em pot-o-files |
| I be fucking bars up. |
| Especially when I’m charged up |
| Backseat blogging. |
| Big body on the charger |
| Two tone rebel, like some level headed armor |
| Fucking up some destiny. |
| Indebted to the karma |
| I can peddle backwards. |
| I don’t rock a fixed gear |
| I don’t need to pump breaks. |
| I just stay in sixth gear. |
| Yeah |
| Cold chilling. |
| Winning. |
| Some losses |
| If you never took an «L», then you’ll never be a boss |
| Fuck plan B |
| We got plan A |
| And hell yeah I be going for it all day |
| They concede. |
| We conceive. |
| Let the band play |
| Only give it up for a seed or my death day |
| I’m tryina move dreams out. |
| Tryina see the dream house |
| While they all gassed up we be in the greenhouse |
| Yeah |
| Cold chilling. |
| Winning. |
| Some losses |
| If you never took an «L», then you’ll never be a boss |
| No plan B |
| We got a plan A |
| And hell yeah I be going for it all day |
| Hell yeah I be going for it all day |
| Hell yeah I be going for it all day |
| Fool proof mirrors. |
| Lights so bright |
| That money look good and that song sound nice |
| And I don’t see a reason over feinding for a fight |
| So I’m playing these cards. |
| Hope I’m playing them right |
| Right, yeah |
| But no prob. |
| with it. |
| I just bob with it |
| Step out thankful. |
| Hell yeah — I got a job in it |
| Like Black Rob, we oh’d just like woah |
| With a hand to the sky for shit we don’t know |
| Cause we take our dreams, put them in 3D |
| Take them out that box. |
| Put them in that street |
| Let them do that work. |
| Let them all just breathe |
| Hell yeah I’ll be on it, cause them two tones cheat |
| It’s grey scales 'til flat line |
| 'Til I start to like golf and rock derby’s while I’m chilling on the back nine |
| Rocking a Jesus piece that’s ironic |
| Reading Richard Dawkins, sipping tangere and tonic |
| Like a boss might. |
| I set it off right |
| That two tone rebel never takes an off night |
| Paying dues for a minute. |
| Get the cost right |
| Keep my shit cold. |
| I ain’t in it for the frostbite |
| I’m in it for the green grass. |
| In it for the good times |
| In it for the plot twists. |
| In it for the story lines |
| Yeah |