Denzel Curry - SPEEDBOAT (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Denzel Curry - SPEEDBOAT (en) Lyrics
You're free to do what you want.
I aint gotta count this right?
But you don't wanna put
yourself in certain
Situations that you can't
get out of.
Once you get in there there
ain't no turnin around.
That's how it go in carol city.
You ready to get up outta here?
And make some real bread?
Big talk, speedboat
Pray to god I don't
get repoed
Didn't go to college for a
free throw
People getting killed through
the peephole
Hide your money up before
you go to war
Put the mask on like
a luchador
My dawg didn't make it
until 21
So I gotta make it passed 24
Put a red beam to your
head like arbys
Either go to school, go
to jail or the army
Keep a close eye on the things
trying to harm me
Warn me if anybody try to
swarm me
Invest in the rock and a
rotttweiler
Pile up hella stacks when
the bills pile up
Dollar is the only way
to get the style up
Riled up catching you muthafuckas
using dial up
My dawg is gone, end of result
is to hide my teflon
Christian dior and the fashion
beyond
That said, it goes down like -
Any second it could happen
I lost friends to this, you feel
me?
Like brothers, so
I know how I could be.
Jesus please deliver us
from evil
Please pray over all
my people
What you see in
life's illegal
I don't want to use my
desert eagle
Miami really molded me into
the woman that I am today
It gave me my hustle.
It gave me my spirit. My heart.
I don't think I would've
been the same
If I was from somewhere
else
I always tell people if you
can survive in miami
You could survive anywhere.
Alot of carol city girls
that I know of
They gonna be up on some money
I can say that.
My dawg didn't make it until 21
so I gotta make it passed 24
Pouring out scotch, gas
all in my brain
It fumigated my thoughts
Thinking about
intricate plots
To get out the hood, that's
when I started to jot
Not giving the opportunity
to let the devil ruin me
I went from stickin' pennies in
a jar
To off-shore bank accounts.
See, me and my conglomerates
is lucrative.
I'm talkin' big money
Big change.
Big guns, nigga.
More power.
Make some real bread?
Come fuck with me.
Too many guns, too many sons
Lost in the river of blood
in these streets
Master of none,
pastors and nuns
Lets bow our heads for
the ceremony
I got you baby.
What good my boy?
Hey what it do?
- Chillin.
Hey let me get some russian
creams and some magnums.
How long you been workin' here?
Shit, about too fuckin' long.
Ay, when you're ready to
make some real bread,
Come fuck wit me.
Stop bullshittin' man.
Serious dawg.
Let me know.
Don't worry 'bout that,
that's you.
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