Paroles de Lose

Paroles de Lose Par WIZKID

Run my race, yeah, I gotta run my race yeah

'Du my, re-re-reduce my stress

I'm the goon for the blessings

Puff, puff, pass Mary J. like I been waiting for better days

Gotta cope with the pain

And then I'm entering the pace yeah

You know how I do my thing, it's amazing grace

That's the only way

Uuh, yeah yeah

Make me wan dey talk about (Yeah)

real-life fantasies (Yeah, yeah)

Smoke a milli' for the pain

Hanging with my brothers, yeah, we dey

Got my baby girl for me later

Blood on my mind, yeah, yeah, ah

I no fit stop the shine, we turn up

Make dem turn 'til we don dey see the sun up

Make I dey get there nonstop, yeah

Yeah, we get nothing back in the day, minimum wage

Now you know the fire 'ever blazing

Make I feel another one baby

Gimme something, make sip my liquor Henny with no chaser

Now I don dey feel like busy

Why I go dey let them to dey hate? I been all up on my paper

You know big Wiz don't chase non, end of the day, them go try to dey hold us

Run my race, yeah, I gotta run my race, yeah

'Du my, re-re-reduce my stress

I'm the goon for the blessings

Puff, puff, pass Mary J. like I been waiting for better days

Gotta cope with the pain

And then I'm entering the pace, yeah

You know how I do my thing, it's amazing grace

That's the only way