歌词

I got her name tattooed on my chest I'm chasing Amy retracing my steps, smoke tracing my breaths Could still smell her clove linger off of Lefferts and Grand If you don't know bout love or death then you just won't understand I'm reminiscent like a Chester Higgins From where clips see empty like they're pessimistic Impressionistic my frustration of painting a portrait that's so vivid And they still couldn't get it, from thin air I'm tryna whittle it away before it withers away Once bitten now it slithered away My sky blue now digital ray This requiem for my street But technically the equity seeked is not equity banked Before it tanks I'll give thanks when techs bang on this beat Yo, we need to bring back weed spots We need to bring back weed spots, I'm tryna tell ya It's not nostalgia, this been my style for a while These closet bangers These moves is timing, Tutankhamun Common threads, Kama Sutra guided common sense Santana riffs, banana Nutrament, bandana kids Sandbagging sandwich bag master plans from a few zips Like skeoops I know the Stuy smell like trees at night I know these blocks from my dreams at night I know some ops tryna read these rights 100K off of these here bikes, I know the feels I got her name tattooed on my chest I'm chasing Amy replaying this test between reflect or forget Still feel her essence on New York between Bergen and Dean If you ain't blessed to know bout loss Then you can't learn what I mean These is Kings Plaza stanzas, en confianza Sponsored by OG, somber nights give cold reminders I part ways with entourages when it's off or too tra la la la It ain't about whats popular if it ain't on my parabola Phantom of your opera rocking High John the Conqueror Blocking cyclops hate with the Hamsa hand of the Fatima (screech) Jamie Foxx on 'em, talk to the hand The Bronx 80 blocks from her, I'm just 28 grams Just an ounce (an ounce) We down river they already took our grounds We just kids from the Crown Heights of the Empire State and now it's like they tryna take us out I know the feels, the feels they in my house I know the feels, the feels I know the feels, the feels How it feels when they taking all your dreams from your fields I know the feels, the feels I know the feels, the feels I know the feels, the feels How it feels when they taking all your dreams out your fields How it feels... I got her name (I got her name) I got her name tattooed on my chest I got her name
Writer(s): Keith Cherry, Iman Omari, Jason Pounds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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