Lyrics

Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala lala Homies rolling on In the street that I never leave Me and my guys Want to believe We realize Fire in the eyes in the big size I already care for it Put my brain on it Always gonna stay for it Call police if you need help Do you trust that? Never trust that Heres a monsters from a dark land Eating your head Why you so sad What about killing it Don't you deal with it Don't you wanna leaving it Rats in the cage is screaming and screaming Hey hey No way Im going to your brain You forever gonna feeling it Meaning it hearing it gonna giving it To your homie to your kid When you talk they listening No way I'm going to your brain Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala lala Homies rolling on Reporting live West side Sun down Sun up One up in the air Hold it down when I come up Versatile and abundant Grew up wild corrupted Young vile erupted Listen now they gon bump this Hajime almighty royal fam fuck what you been thinking Wanna know how we connected man the Cuban linked them Squad terror capital pun intended Your homeboy snitching he sail away with the friendship Not what it seem huh Закон притяжения Get what you put in ya I don't need cocaina Raw authentic No time for pretending Big business So tell me what I need With a friendship Most things that begin Always have an ending Even friend got e n d on the end Then again family ends with i l y so I love you till the end Jump in Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala lala Im ready to fight When da fire burn Take off your crown you will punched by Babylon Tell me what you know Give me what you got My homies on Impala man attention bombaclat Watch out buddy watch out when I stigiri digiri boom Hits from the bong wait a minute I will turn on Foggy like a London Cooking musical murder You feel that make it louder Upon fader I feel better to get up rolling a paper Aya aya get higher man please call back later I'm black inside body my navigator On da hood leads me further What's up My brother It's real na na na na ya! It's real na na na na ya! It's real na na na na ya! It's real na na na na ya, it's real na na na na ya, it's real Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Whole world keep in a balance Homies rolling on Impala Homies rolling on Impala lala Homies rolling on
Writer(s): Danila Karmunin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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