Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Haze , by - Nines. Song from the album Crop Circle, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Haze |
| Shout outs to all my crop circles niggas, innit |
| Hit me up, you know how it is, we trade flavors and shit |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| Them niggas ain’t getting money that’s why they reminiscing |
| Me and Pebs on the M Way doin hella missions |
| I know I charted fam I should be on the television |
| Jazzy told me stop trappin' but I never listen |
| I ain’t hard to find I’m always on the block |
| No iPhones when we walk into my spot |
| 20 something lights, can’t afford for this to flop |
| Wish don’t compare the market they’d insurance on the crop |
| If you see my crop house you’d be amazed |
| Walkin' through my crops like walkin' through a maze |
| And I just booked some flights for the whole team |
| Wakin up to head I feel like Moe Greene |
| So I ain’t shottin' white or brown |
| The Ice City got Gelato by the pound |
| I’m used to re-upping in Amsterdam |
| Now these packs come from San Fran |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| My pinkie ring weighs three ounce of gold |
| Flawless diamonds in my mouth I’m cookin down to foke |
| Imma arrogant prick nigga now you know |
| I shoot you in your face then I walk around and smoke |
| She said she can’t feel her face sniffin down my coke |
| She said she wants a couple gram to move down her nose |
| Real plastic bitch, fake titties, round and cold |
| When I’m drivin in my whip she got me down her throat |
| Nobody tells me nuttin cuz I’m that official nor I’m selling crack cocaine and |
| I’m slappin missiles |
| When I pull up in the Benz niggas know its me |
| Crime scene in my hands cuz everybody knows we G’s |
| RIP the dash brands yeah they know its beef |
| Better plan the funerals, prayer beads and rosaries |
| Lock me up but they know they couldn’t hold the G |
| Bust up, soon as I touchdown I own these streets |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| I got rich off the corner selling haze |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |
| Used to be broke but that was just a phase |