Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Coast, artist - Just Juice. Album song This Just In, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Just Juice
Song language: English
Coast |
| How can you tell |
| What’s wrong from right and right from wrong? |
| I got nothing |
| You said that you would lift me up but you keep bringing me down |
| You said that you would lift me up but you keep bringing me down |
| You’re not so worth my hand |
| I’m goin' global so I might as well |
| Talk to the one I love and tell her that she fine as hell |
| Dusk to the dawn I wanna bite her tail but how I write a tale |
| Might as well flock a feather, anythin' else, I got myself to follow |
| I thought I told you I won’t slip into the depths of the silo |
| The best today gets swept away to set us up for tomorrow |
| I been the best, so notice my day harder |
| My condo follow while they wallow while the bottles get swallowed |
| I’m into finer things, not just these diamond rings |
| Focus and open your mind without the shine to get explained |
| We set to blow like Nagasaki, drop a bomb on the game |
| We set to blow like Nagasaki, drop a bomb on the game, we up |
| Coast to coast been over doin' the most |
| Raise a toast to my family, know when I stay afloat |
| They been round since an embryo, never could let me go |
| Tryna prevail with empty hopes |
| How can you tell |
| What’s wrong from right and right from wrong? |
| I got nothing |
| You said that you would lift me up but you keep bringing me down |
| You said that you would lift me up but you keep bringing me down |
| You’re not so worth my hand |
| Yeah, we all got goals that we wanna fulfill |
| Wonderful feelings in your soul when we accomplish, what we wanted for real |
| Often I feel my only vote is gettin' lost in a rip |
| Locked and conceal, I kept my feelings, though my conscience reveal |
| I got a heart of steel, still, I’m not the run of the mill |
| Another starvin' artist strivin' to harvest a meal |
| I’m tired of feelin' like I’m doggin' a pill |
| They still don’t got an appeal |
| Like pushin' flowers in the heart of the field |
| But fuck the grapevine, I’m gettin' it, fuck the vineyard |
| Haters chop my image up, shootin' on cue like billiards |
| We sippin' saxon, whippin' the casket out to Saks Fifth |
| Famished to end this famine, damn, I had to live it lavish |
| All I want’s a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch |
| Rigid rap has my fingers reap the kinda cabbage |
| Catch me creasin' through actors, I beastin' and never fastin' |
| Fuck livin' in your means, believe I passed the gatherage |
| How can you tell |
| What’s wrong from right and right from wrong? |
| I got nothing |
| You said that you would lift me up but you keep bringing me down |
| You said that you would lift me up but you keep bringing me down |
| You’re not so worth my hand |
| You’re not so worth my hand |