Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Always , by - FredfadesRelease date: 01.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Always |
| No no, you can’t see me |
| I don’t wanna see them either |
| Better pray I don’t see em' |
| Last time I seen em' was in the spice isle lookin' salty |
| I stepped out with some warm brew in a cold breeze |
| On my way to catch a airplane, go overseas |
| Childhood dreams, looked down from the window seat like |
| Who on the boulevard be spittin' like Ave? |
| I got newborns and dying folks giving me dap |
| I got two arms three legs kickin' these raps |
| All three falling asleep when I listen to cats |
| Always |
| Outta pocket like a grown kangaroo |
| They can’t see me on a cloudy afternoon, Ave |
| You can catch me in some panties near you |
| Or sharing fruits with Akashik on some Mutual I shit |
| We on that other tip till the mothership appears |
| The humble hustle will document the fields |
| We lost some good ones, lost in their ways |
| But through these sounds we will be here always |
| Peace |
| I don’t know what they want from me |
| Can’t you see? |
| I’m giving you everything |
| Mobbin' down my block with a arm full of records |
| Swosh, disintegrated on my Cortez’es |
| In my head I hear the chords from The Message |
| Especially when life is pushing me closer towards the edge is |
| Gotta keep my boat rowing towards the treasures |
| Gotta keep it going for the legends |
| Things is lookin' good as baby girl in them leggings |
| When you gotta do a double take to see it for a few more seconds |
| Always stay in tune with these blessings |
| Even when they in disguise, but I’m like they ain’t gotta hide |
| A nigga stock on the incline |
| And those tryin' to deny, I’m like why the fuck you lyin'? |
| Always |
| Yeah, MED |
| Some real shit going down |
| Look |
| Came up from the bottom like |
| Air bubbles and Sprite, day and nite |
| Live my life the? |
| My click long sided |
| Move ?, move interlude when I rhyme |
| MED outta groove like a diamond 4'5 static for the candid |
| Duvets for the 2 step, music for the grind made me Hugh Hefs |
| Cross planets, more Ex’s than mathematics |
| On good terms of return sex and cooked salmon |
| Champion Sound pounding out the Benz wagon |
| Speedin',? |
| Behind tent leanin' |
| Speakin' of the inner ways |
| See the scheme of waist |
| Meditatin' lightning zage prayin' on better days |
| Lately I don’t trust none |
| Come from age, laying low as customs |
| We gettin' paid, haze cloud is the only shade around |
| And memory of? |
| Will always hold it down for the OX C |
| Sincerely yours MED |
| Bitch nigga |