Okay, okay
Everything was a blur, now that you mention it
Okay, okay
Livin' this life for sure
Gettin' it
They try to keep it obscure, ain't wanna let us in
Okay, okay
F*ck what you heard, we in this bitch
Yes, I know I'm flickin' this shit
Yes, I know I'm gonna be rich
What you got on is lame as shit
What I got on, look at 'em takin' notes
New iPhone for the payments
New iPhone for the babes Listen
When I murder this, it's painless
I hope you been payin' attention
Take days from us
Pain keep it comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep it comin
Born with a number
Take, take, born, from us
In my zone, no lettin' go
Too up to gon' take it slow
Hit me on my mobile phone
If you talkin' money or we ain't talkin' nothin
Got big dreams, can you pay the price
I'm too committed, done paid it twice
When you trend settin they trend swipin'
Done took the drip like a bowl of rice
I been on a mission
For this chicken, bucket buttered up
I been gettin' too much Motherf*ckin' money
Throw it up
I'ma freestyle off the dome
Cause that's what's up
I'ma bring it home like
Another one
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Born with a number
Take take born from us
Dribble it, dribble it
Lay it up, lay it up
Ballin', ballin', no playin' us
Finish it, finish it
Business business
Don't sleep, so I'm stayin' up
In your eyes with all this mess
How do I choose sides when they both oppressed
Get tubes tied, then they go get dressed
Just to hit the club
Just to find some flesh,
Kool-Aid to Chardonnay might buy a plot on the bay nice
Stop trippin' when I upgrade
Yesterday's price is not today's price
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Born with a number
Take take born from us
Everything was a blur
Now that you mention it
Livin' this life for sure
Gettin' it
They try to keep it obscure
Ain't wanna let it sin
F*ck what you heard
We in this bitch
Andy the Chef - Blur Lyrics
Andy the Chef - Blur Lyrics
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English
Okay, okay
Everything was a blur, now that you mention it
Okay, okay
Livin' this life for sure
Gettin' it
They try to keep it obscure, ain't wanna let us in
Okay, okay
F*ck what you heard, we in this bitch
Yes, I know I'm flickin' this shit
Yes, I know I'm gonna be rich
What you got on is lame as shit
What I got on, look at 'em takin' notes
New iPhone for the payments
New iPhone for the babes Listen
When I murder this, it's painless
I hope you been payin' attention
Take days from us
Pain keep it comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep it comin
Born with a number
Take, take, born, from us
In my zone, no lettin' go
Too up to gon' take it slow
Hit me on my mobile phone
If you talkin' money or we ain't talkin' nothin
Got big dreams, can you pay the price
I'm too committed, done paid it twice
When you trend settin they trend swipin'
Done took the drip like a bowl of rice
I been on a mission
For this chicken, bucket buttered up
I been gettin' too much Motherf*ckin' money
Throw it up
I'ma freestyle off the dome
Cause that's what's up
I'ma bring it home like
Another one
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Born with a number
Take take born from us
Dribble it, dribble it
Lay it up, lay it up
Ballin', ballin', no playin' us
Finish it, finish it
Business business
Don't sleep, so I'm stayin' up
In your eyes with all this mess
How do I choose sides when they both oppressed
Get tubes tied, then they go get dressed
Just to hit the club
Just to find some flesh,
Kool-Aid to Chardonnay might buy a plot on the bay nice
Stop trippin' when I upgrade
Yesterday's price is not today's price
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Born with a number
Take take born from us
Everything was a blur
Now that you mention it
Livin' this life for sure
Gettin' it
They try to keep it obscure
Ain't wanna let it sin
F*ck what you heard
We in this bitch
Everything was a blur, now that you mention it
Okay, okay
Livin' this life for sure
Gettin' it
They try to keep it obscure, ain't wanna let us in
Okay, okay
F*ck what you heard, we in this bitch
Yes, I know I'm flickin' this shit
Yes, I know I'm gonna be rich
What you got on is lame as shit
What I got on, look at 'em takin' notes
New iPhone for the payments
New iPhone for the babes Listen
When I murder this, it's painless
I hope you been payin' attention
Take days from us
Pain keep it comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep it comin
Born with a number
Take, take, born, from us
In my zone, no lettin' go
Too up to gon' take it slow
Hit me on my mobile phone
If you talkin' money or we ain't talkin' nothin
Got big dreams, can you pay the price
I'm too committed, done paid it twice
When you trend settin they trend swipin'
Done took the drip like a bowl of rice
I been on a mission
For this chicken, bucket buttered up
I been gettin' too much Motherf*ckin' money
Throw it up
I'ma freestyle off the dome
Cause that's what's up
I'ma bring it home like
Another one
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Born with a number
Take take born from us
Dribble it, dribble it
Lay it up, lay it up
Ballin', ballin', no playin' us
Finish it, finish it
Business business
Don't sleep, so I'm stayin' up
In your eyes with all this mess
How do I choose sides when they both oppressed
Get tubes tied, then they go get dressed
Just to hit the club
Just to find some flesh,
Kool-Aid to Chardonnay might buy a plot on the bay nice
Stop trippin' when I upgrade
Yesterday's price is not today's price
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Give away the youngins
Born with a number
Take days from us
Pain keep comin
Born with a number
Take take born from us
Everything was a blur
Now that you mention it
Livin' this life for sure
Gettin' it
They try to keep it obscure
Ain't wanna let it sin
F*ck what you heard
We in this bitch
Writer: Andrew Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid