Y LIFE 2

歌詞

Aloha Ho brah This not your life This is my life This is Y life Look me in the eyes and tell me you're real A nigga be stressed but I fuck with the thrill Practice how I play nigga this ain't a drill Hi hat pattern throw down on the grill when I'm cookin' That nigga ain't makin' no noise I ain't even hear crickets They call me the GOAT 'cus I don't need a Pippen Read you like a book, nigga, you keep on flippin' In love with my music I feel like I flirt with the beat I don't got time to fuck around 'cus I got somewhere to be I be payin my rent just off one feat Ain't mid but I still want 2 tho 3 I'm D1 level, you a JUCO gym Shoot the lights out, don't even hit the rim Lights too bright it make my chain bling Eyes on the prize I stay winnin' Foot on the line like you Kevin Ain't give me no credit but it's okay I’m finna go ahead and swipe me debit She giving me brain like she my teacher I swear she gon' make me a national merit He fumbled the ball, I swear he’s so careless Actin' so tuff but I know he embarrassed ギャラもらって、ありがとう アルコール、 I need some more 音楽俺に割とeasy 現金ポケットからlike Pz’ 元気になれないそれはreal Geekに頼まれた俺のbeat 寿司出してくれるCharlie Gonza吸いすぎ、Ivy Marley パンツ下げすぎ like i’m SaggyPants Link with Harmm, I ain’t catchin’ no bodies They poppin' the smoke like welcome to the party RAPPER C, I don’t ride no チャリ 新宿から乗ってるタクシー Push to start, I don’t need no鍵 Stay outside, 福は内 Fakeな人は無理to me 朝帰り、I’m getting no sleep Look me in the eyes and tell me you're real A nigga be stressed but I fuck with the thrill Practice how I play nigga this ain't a drill Hi hat pattern throw down on the grill when I'm cookin' That nigga ain't makin' no noise I ain't even hear crickets They call me the GOAT 'cus I don't need a Pippen Read you like a book, nigga, you keep on flippin' In love with my music I feel like I flirt with the beat I don't got time to fuck around 'cus I got somewhere to be I be payin my rent just off one feat Ain't mid but I still want 2 tho 3 I'm D1 level, you a JUCO gym Shoot the lights out, don't even hit the rim Lights too bright it make my chain bling Eyes on the prize I stay winnin' I was so high, I was twitchin' What strain was I smoking? That's not of your business I feel like Kobe I do not like to dish If she a groupie I'm passin' the bitch Pull on her hair 'cus I'm losing my grip My music too good to show it in a snippet My 808s rock the whole fuckin' building Few years ago they ain't even wanna listen お前のせいでブチギレ 上がりすぎて鼻血出た CCの服でflex up 見たことないsneaker Hawaiiは俺の実家 お前はこのまま ずっといるみたいだな だからふざけんな 黒人みたいに見た目してる、 あなた肌は黒くない 韓国から買ってきた財布、 materialはcrocodile 俺の靴履きたい人、 you won’t even last a motherfucking mile 優しい人ってYutoの漢字 but they don’t even know why my name is Miles Miles Yuto Shiromoto Daniels