Amine - Turf (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Amine - Turf (en) Lyrics
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Walking on the pavement I check
my pride and my teeth on
The girl I grew up with lives
a couple houses down
The 8 Bus run the same, dogs
howl when the train
Comes like me ex girl and next girl
Used to rock the S curl
Wanted me a Nextel but my
momma copped a Razor
That's why I couldn't blame her
Flipping through my past like
I used to flip the phone
They kicking out the blacks and
all the houses getting clones
Friends used to do pills and
only eat at Deuce Grill
The food was pretty good but
the times was better
These are the only days I missed
Like the first shawty I kissed
I used to have dreams now I dream
I look around and I see nothing
in my neighbourhood
Not satisfied don't think I
ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags, told mom
and dad I gotta go, go
And once I do they'll finally
see the enemy
Everybody wanna be a star,
everybody want a nice car
Everybody wanna live great,
have a good damn time,
never trip with the law
The popo up in PO, dirtier than VO
Police from the past act like
I'm they fucking hero
Living in LA for the weather, I
facetime mom when I miss her
I got some homies that'll
never leave my home
When I pull up to the corner,
it smell like Miley Cyrus
I told em' I don't smoke, they say
"boy, you fucking wildin'"
Innocent and young, reckless
and we dumb
Our heart is like our earth
and memories the sun
Mentality the same from my folks
Momma wanna see me happy, she
don't wanna see me broke
I said "bread wine, sauvignon,
rastafari, babylon"
You can never die if I live
it like a prize (hey!)
Who knows who I am, who
knows who I are
Most people pretty sketch like
a night at Echo Park
That's why I just keep it cool
but my time is in a leisure
Everytime I'm home I catch
emotion like a seizure
I slip and slide through
the times in my youth
What's the age? Too young to
worry, too old to dream
What's the age? Imagination
to me, tragedy to some
What's the age? I guess we'll find
out when we're older. Touché
Oh
Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh yeah
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