Travis Scott - Backyard (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Travis Scott - Backyard (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Gon' grab that fifth, grab that
eighth, grab what you need
Blow that dope, don't get too high
From the Third Coast to the West
Coast, come, take this ride
Let me tell the tale of how
Jacques turned Scott
Over one lost trip to the sky
Let me tell the tale 'cause
you told the tale
When you said I could
make it this high
Who knew?
Goddammit, who knew?
The grass ain't greener on the
other side, it's just blue
You can really identify when
you lookin' in they eyes
Who ready to ride, that's true
When they look in my eyes,
they see that real
How Scotty entired that juice,
had my back against that wall
Every summer felt so cold, my daddy
ain't comin' home 'til fall
That's why my pimp game's so moist,
had that du-rag and all
Had a twenty-year-old
bitch in high school
Wasn't no tellin' what Travy might do
On the south side of that H-O-U
Hol' up, let's take it back to that
room, no car, but still had drive
Just a hundred niggas standin' outside
Life's a beach with lot
of sand on the lot
I'ma ride for all of my niggas,
they forever here by my side
It was just eight niggas in a two
bedroom, no leg room, that was
last June, yeah, yeah, for real
Yeah, yeah, for real
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they
ain't talkin' 'bout me, nigga
Let it be known, yeah, it's that real
For real
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
if they ain't talkin' 'bout
We the niggas everybody talkin'
'bout, it's that real
Yeah, for real
Backyard, we chillin', backyard,
we drinkin', smokin'
Homie brought out the liquor,
backyard, we gettin' high
Back-backyard, we chillin', back-
backyard, we smokin', drinkin'
Back-backyard, we gettin' high
Verses, one day you'll
find your purpose
Now, my show's packed
out like churches
Fans never missin' out a word
on the verses (Now)
Never sit around, just workin'
(Now), it was worth it (Now)
Once for certain (Now),
I deserve it (Now)
Lord knows we don't get tired, been
through more dirt than a derby
Mama worked for AT&T and we still
ain't get that service
She stayed in, out the hospital, you
know that made me nervous (Uh)
Still step out the house to smell so
fresh, fresh like detergent, uh
If a bitch don't want me, don't need
them, still got my Jergens
And bitch, you can keep them herpes
Go alert me
No house light on, cop light
on, fuck this journey
You heard me, you heard me, now,
swervin', hittin' curbs and
And my nigga, my nigga came
home, so it just got real
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