Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tuesday Mxrning, artist - Scarlxrd. Album song スカー藩主, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: lxrd
Song language: English
Tuesday Mxrning |
| These days I’ve been impatient |
| Bored of the same stuff |
| All through the waiting |
| Borderline crazy I’m so frustrated |
| I want the wrong way when my pee touch pavement |
| Bounce like I’m waving |
| Fuck agents they’re bases |
| Every day they replace them |
| Why would I stay complacent |
| Disengaging engagements, yeah |
| You niggas stop off the nameless |
| I’m so that’s so fly no raven |
| Stamp my passport grab my payment |
| Get out the way off the way so it’s paved in |
| Smokin' a spliff, crushing a German whip |
| Pull me over you’re racist |
| All the in my statements |
| They got me shook in amazement |
| I never follow the crown |
| I walk back withstandin' the chasin' |
| They wanna reach out now |
| Well take your hand back 'cause I don’t need savin' |
| I’m 'bout to gas, I made it |
| Shit’s so close I could taste it |
| Roll with the darts on wave behind |
| Behind bars like it’s time that I’m facin' |
| I’m disturbed with it |
| You’re not gonna get down with the sickness |
| Told my shrink that I love my image |
| And got up and left before the time finished |
| Wanna talk 'bout five more minutes |
| I know what I want and how I’m gon get it |
| Prime of my life locked down in buildin' |
| Playin' the game of life into real shit |
| I don’t see nothin' in front of me, you better follow me, leavin' |
| We stackin' apologies, I do not kick it with wannabes |
| I’d rather spit than do comedy, that’s just a part of me |
| I’m 'bout to let it out honestly |
| Setting myself with a wide list of oddyseys |
| That shit can never come back, it’s not me |
| I get that shit for the cash, honestly |
| I’ve been workin' hard, why should I spend a day? |
| yeah |
| I like gettin' paid, swipe my card that way, yeah |
| I’ve been workin' hard, why should I spend a day? |
| yeah |
| I like gettin' paid, swipe my card that way, damn |
| Day drinker, full-time overthinker |
| I get stolen like my Ford stinger |
| I don’t know why I do this either |
| I got the success |
| Came with seizures, killin' off leaders |
| No more breathers, one-time dealer |
| Still no feature, I’m not creature |
| I just sparked one |
| 'Bout to sprint like a sawed-off shotgun |
| Chill where I come from |
| Move four kids |
| Don’t care about conduct |
| You’re not a bad man |
| You know someone, that knows someone that’s never been locked up |
| Self-esteem for my long run |
| Sweet to the face, to the lungs |
| I don’t waste time on the wrong ones |
| Don’t watch face, but this face has been bases |
| What grade? |
| Yeah man’s on it |
| I grind hard 'till I spot my profit |
| You ain’t got nothing but the seats in your wallet |
| You may as well go sew out your pockets |
| Bars still spit from my mouth like vomit |
| I am a lord and I profit not modest |
| They’re all washed up, washed up, damn uh |
| Feelin' like a makers, I’ve been cleanin' up, yeah uh |
| Chillin' in the city I was birthed from |
| These niggas always act like they the toughest dons, uh |
| Ridin' around my woes, damn |