Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carefree, artist - Rini. Album song Rini, in the genre Соул
Date of issue: 24.05.2017
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Carefree |
Thrift shop boys, clothe picking like slavery |
Thirty-five millimetre that’s how it’s suppose to be |
Rooftop chillin time killin watchin sunsets |
Boom box Arizona Aux cassette on tape deck |
We got our paint up on our walls |
Catch your homies when they fall |
Sneakin in to all these concerts |
Drunk fools up on the floor |
I got some dirty working pants |
Paint splattered on my hands |
Steady working off my ass saving for the future plans |
Hook: |
Cruisin with no fears, drinking while he steers, got the homies in the Back |
seat never let this end, we got the Christ around our necks |
Mama wait a sec, working, grinding, cooking up without no dirty specs |
We got the 09 Mazda 3, freestyles on the beat |
Yeah, we always keep it fresh with them new kicks on our feet |
Cause we soaring like a rocket, got mullah in our pockets so call up all your |
homies cause we about to kick it |
Living life being carefree, focus on you, you focus on me |
With my team you can’t compete, causing good vibes while keeping the peace |
I need me a piece of that aspiration, lacking confidence I’m hesitating |
Your heart and mind I see separation, no change ain’t easy but you gotta make it |
Cutie, cutie with the fat ass booty, don’t mean to interrupt but I’m a little |
choosy yeah, So I pick you and if you pick me then so will my chill crew |
Going for long as drives, never leave no homies behind, gonna never stand in |
line now watch your street we stealing signs |
Bridge: |
Always be pulling them triggers just to get us everywhere |
Driving and shooting and balling knowing that my crew is there |
Flying to the stars, crashing all these cars |
Always be fighting with your friends seeing who got them bars |
Hook: |
Cruisin with no fears, drinking while he steers, got the homies in the Back |
seat never let this end, we got the Christ around our necks |
Mama wait a sec, working, grinding, cooking up without no dirty specs |
We got the 09 Mazda 3, freestyles on the beat |
Yeah, we always keep it fresh with them new kicks on our feet |
Cause we soaring like a rocket, got mullah in our pockets so call up all your |
homies cause we about to kick it |
Outro: |
All my homies drive we be after dark cruisin |
Don’t dare break my chain, either win it or you lose it |
Crew on my back like my Jansport baby |
Everything good everything good, gravy |