Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guns And Roses, artist - Maxsta. Album song MAXTAPE 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Electric City
Song language: English
Guns And Roses |
| Section |
| Bow! |
| Posted on corners |
| We don’t behave like sons and daughters |
| Now I got green, that orchard |
| Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward |
| Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward |
| I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage |
| Out of me or you who forced it |
| And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses |
| MC’s rapping up garbage |
| I don’t wanna hear that talkin |
| I been tryna push things forward |
| Gal’ll run a man down till I’m all in (Hello) |
| You’re on the road with no cash |
| I been doing all of this saucin |
| When my brother died I said fuck the law |
| I got weed, coke, and more in |
| Yatties badder than before |
| Man pick and choose in the club |
| Niggas hatin in the ends (it's whatever) |
| Snakes soon catch a slug |
| I don’t wanna dap you up (nuh) |
| Wanna see these numbers adding up (oh yeah) |
| Wanna see lil baby back it up (oh yeah) |
| Hitters in the cut I’m savaged up |
| Posted on corners |
| We don’t behave like sons and daughters |
| Now I got green, that orchard |
| Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward |
| Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward |
| I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage |
| Out of me or you who forced it |
| And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses |
| Where was you |
| When we was corner |
| I am the warlord father |
| Em try this but they can’t come 'arder |
| Gally want me, gally want wawa |
| I like my gyaldem thick not Morgan |
| My ex done me dirty |
| But I believe in karma |
| Well out to order |
| Old school like come round the corner |
| From young had a vision as a baller |
| Me or him gyal what would you rather |
| I ain’t built like them |
| I ain’t gettin killed like them |
| Some funny man friend |
| Always force friends on weekends |
| Posted on corners |
| We don’t behave like sons and daughters |
| Now I got green, that orchard |
| Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward |
| Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward |
| I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage |
| Out of me or you who forced it |
| And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses |
| Under pressure I see man fold |
| I know everything that glitters ain’t gold |
| After I weigh up the cons and pros |
| You ain’t got on my heart so cold |
| but we sheddin them tears |
| Same night I stepped out moncler |
| Mum thought I never cared |
| I was feeling like Mitch need love in the ends |
| Got yatties on Max |
| What is it the car or the clothes that I wear |
| Cause back in the day she was giving man air |
| But I got a high off my bredrens |
| She just want the money or credit |
| I just wanna fly to beach and venice |
| Man are just chasing anything |
| Using each other and you still don’t get it |
| Posted on corners |
| We don’t behave like sons and daughters |
| Now I got green, that orchard |
| Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward |
| Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward |
| I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage |
| Out of me or you who forced it |
| And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses |