Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Litt 15 , by - Wiki. Song from the album No Mountains In Manhattan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Litt 15 |
| Go out on my roof |
| Take in the sunshine, my lungs lined |
| With smoke and the rum rides |
| Passed it to my tummy, thought it got me free |
| But it got me confined |
| I can’t see |
| Son’s mind, like a bum knee |
| Mine’s number one |
| He left your tongue tied |
| One time |
| Go out on my roof |
| Go out on my roof |
| I just go out on my roof |
| Go out on my roof |
| I sit around, sip brew, say that I’m busy |
| Pissing off the kids that live with me |
| I live in a town, well, I’d say it’s a city |
| That’s got everything to give to me |
| I do get down, pray, say that I’m silly |
| I don’t want the bullshit to get to me |
| I don’t want the bullshit to get to me |
| Young Simba practicing his roar |
| Young contender catching an applause |
| But I’m dolo on my roof |
| It’s just the train passing that’s all |
| What? |
| I liked to get gassed when I’m bored |
| Imagine being wrapped in velour |
| Feel like this shit has happened before |
| I’m seeing things |
| I’m high, putting meanings to things that don’t mean a thing |
| I see four empty 40's on my floor, I need more |
| Fiend for roaches when the weed’s all Hocus Pocus |
| I see y’all smoked it, notice |
| So it’s off to the store |
| I see Gill there |
| He work there, Junior just chill there |
| His whole life he still there |
| Nelson’s saucy, In the corner brewin' his coffee |
| Mutters to himself about some quandary he got himself in |
| But no one really understands him |
| Wondering when that’ll be me with that wandering grin |
| Deli just wandering in |
| Go out on my |
| Go out on my |
| Go out on my roof |
| Take in the sunshine, my lungs lined |
| With smoke and the rum rides |
| Past it to my tummy, thought it got me free |
| But it got me confined |
| I can’t see |
| Son’s mind, like a bum knee |
| Mine’s number one |
| He left your tongue tied |
| One time |