Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Never Pause , by - Lancey Foux. Song from the album Pink II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.07.2018
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Never Pause |
| I can never pause |
| The world keep going round |
| The world keep going round |
| I can never pause |
| Gotta' keep going family |
| I can never pause |
| Are you okay Annie? |
| I just walked through the door |
| The world keep going round |
| I can never pause |
| Gotta' keep going family |
| I can never pause |
| Are you okay Annie? |
| I just walked through the door, with the money handy |
| Fucking a pop star, dunno what she song she sang |
| She talking bout she want a mortgage and a Porsche Cayenne |
| I ain’t been alive too long I’m tryna' find who I am |
| And I can never pause, are you okay Annie? |
| And I just walked through the door with the money handy. |
| Bridge: |
| Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh |
| Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh |
| Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh |
| Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh |
| Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh |
| I remember it was me and my members |
| Ready to die, ready to kill we living forever |
| I was 15 all I wanted was a rental |
| First whip I got, interior leather |
| First bitch I got, tryna fuck my niggas |
| Had a black queen back then, she looked like SZA |
| I got sissors, had to cut her off |
| She was tryna get too serious |
| But we just smashed again just see if we regret the decision |
| Couldn’t go out and play, mummy tryna keep me away from pistols |
| Time got wasted, drugs were the next experience |
| Hopped on a plane, come to America watching delirious |
| Face full of life, soul derelict |
| The year I turnt 20 I was dead the whole time |
| Lost somebody for real |
| Had to come back to life |
| Tryna make money, young and naive trusting liars |
| Now every room I walk in want a percentage of my life |
| The world keep going round |
| I can never pause |
| Gotta' keep going family |
| We can never pause |
| Are you okay Annie? |
| I just walked through the door, with the money handy |
| Fucking a pop star, dunno what she song she sang |
| She talking bout she want a mortgage and a Porsche Cayenne |
| I ain’t been alive too long I’m tryna' find who I am |
| And I can never pause, are you okay Annie? |
| And I just walked through the door with the money handy. |