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Finesse (Bonus Track) Video (MV)




Performed By: Epure
Length: 3:07
Written by: Tesleme Lamin




Epure - Finesse (Bonus Track) Lyrics
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How'd you do it
How're you here
How'd you get it? I though you was over there
Heard you got hurt, playing in the dirt
But the boy got up and the nigga knows his worth
Man that's just how I finesse
Man that's just how I finesse
They be wondering "how the f*ck you finesse?"
I say I put my trust in a nigga name Tes
'Cause if you ever ever try to do it with the wrong one
They gon' come around and make it seem like they the best
And leave you in the dust
So be careful who you trust
Don't want you getting f*cked
Over cause of love
And sometimes me I'm unjust
But I know that what I want I'm gonna get it cause I'm f*cking resilient
My momma told me that she's sure I'm gon' make a million
Coolin' in my basement, god damn it's a paradise
But don't get me wrong, I don't plan on staying twice
I'm just tryna' make some hits, till I get my self on a flight
It might not even happen but, you can tell I try
'Cause I been living in my dreams for a while
So Ima let em out, cause they don't get out that much
'Cause god damn man I'm really tryna' cop one
How'd you do it
How're you here
How'd you get it? I though you was over there
Heard you got hurt, playing in the dirt
But the boy got up and the nigga knows his worth
Man that's just how I finesse
Man that's just how I finesse
No I'm not the one, to ask for gas money
'Cause I'm still scrapping pennies just to get a mile baby
And no, I am not the one to wear a Bape shirt
'Cause my wallet hits me up and says "please, this hurts!"
I know you got expensive taste
And trust me girl I know, I see it in your face
And the way you walking, with the bag, oh yeah you flossin'
I'm cheesin', but I ain't got much so please don't dog me
Yes. Ima be real with ya, yeah he got the money but he ain't got what I'll give ya
I'm just speaking facts while you hide behind the stacks
Girl you know where I be at
If you wanna, we can jet cause
I was up in-between
And girl, your priceless
Don't waste time on that nigga
How'd you do it
How're you here
How'd you get it? I though you was over there
Heard you got hurt, playing in the dirt
But the boy got up and the nigga knows his worth
Man that's just how I finesse
Man that's just how I finesse
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How'd you do it
How're you here
How'd you get it? I though you was over there
Heard you got hurt, playing in the dirt
But the boy got up and the nigga knows his worth
Man that's just how I finesse
Man that's just how I finesse
They be wondering "how the f*ck you finesse?"
I say I put my trust in a nigga name Tes
'Cause if you ever ever try to do it with the wrong one
They gon' come around and make it seem like they the best
And leave you in the dust
So be careful who you trust
Don't want you getting f*cked
Over cause of love
And sometimes me I'm unjust
But I know that what I want I'm gonna get it cause I'm f*cking resilient
My momma told me that she's sure I'm gon' make a million
Coolin' in my basement, god damn it's a paradise
But don't get me wrong, I don't plan on staying twice
I'm just tryna' make some hits, till I get my self on a flight
It might not even happen but, you can tell I try
'Cause I been living in my dreams for a while
So Ima let em out, cause they don't get out that much
'Cause god damn man I'm really tryna' cop one
How'd you do it
How're you here
How'd you get it? I though you was over there
Heard you got hurt, playing in the dirt
But the boy got up and the nigga knows his worth
Man that's just how I finesse
Man that's just how I finesse
No I'm not the one, to ask for gas money
'Cause I'm still scrapping pennies just to get a mile baby
And no, I am not the one to wear a Bape shirt
'Cause my wallet hits me up and says "please, this hurts!"
I know you got expensive taste
And trust me girl I know, I see it in your face
And the way you walking, with the bag, oh yeah you flossin'
I'm cheesin', but I ain't got much so please don't dog me
Yes. Ima be real with ya, yeah he got the money but he ain't got what I'll give ya
I'm just speaking facts while you hide behind the stacks
Girl you know where I be at
If you wanna, we can jet cause
I was up in-between
And girl, your priceless
Don't waste time on that nigga
How'd you do it
How're you here
How'd you get it? I though you was over there
Heard you got hurt, playing in the dirt
But the boy got up and the nigga knows his worth
Man that's just how I finesse
Man that's just how I finesse
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Writer: Tesleme Lamin
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