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Somewhere In Paris

 

Somewhere In Paris

(álbum: Father Figure 3: Somewhere Out There - 2019)


Yeah, how can I trip when I'm in Paris?
I'm not Farage, more fromage
I need your cheese, fell in my bag, I did it with ease
Voilà, look how we mob, I been on my job
I travelled the world, I did it with squad
Defying the odds

The biggest and blackest nigga
I could've been in the casket
Luckily I found the mic in my spare time
I put the ball in the basket
Though I had one hand in the dirt
That's all he knew, that's how a young nigga found worth
Up and down that turf
That's prolly why I got the work ethic
I don't see niggas out-working me, uh
P told us 'bout obstacles and adversity, I see it certainly
I see the power of every word that I say
When I do a show out in Germany
I see the color of the world, all in the crowd
I fuck with that biodiversity
Young nigga move, like how's been you?
Paul said they put the dirt on me, yeah
They gon' throw dirt on my name
But that ain't concerning me, be out here flourishing
We out here balling, nigga, we out here balling
Turning love way too loud to hear all the bullshit calling

How can I trip when I'm in Paris?
I'm not Farage, more fromage
I need your cheese, fell in my bag, I did it with ease
Voilà, look how we mob, I been on my job
I travelled the world, I did it with squad
Defying the odds (Yeah)

How can I trip when I'm in Paris?
How can I trip when I'm in Paris?

How can I trip? How can I flip?
I'm from the ghetto, the proud of the beats
I may not be the sound the barrir
C'est tous les jours et c'est la vie
We been tryna get this seat up, and now we got it
I ain't stopping bringing the heat
I got the flame, we sounding the same
You scared of the change, we shoot where we aim
I'm on a plane, back in the day
They were stunting on a hustle, brother
Don't you know where I came from
Eastside, come alive, you know what
You don't survive now
Couldn't think about it too much
I act too kind now
Why wake up, go get the man
Who got the time? (Ooh)
Standing around (Ooh)
We're running it down (Ooh)
We got the sound
I'm from the city man
I'm from the town
I was dreaming I'd be scheming for the most
Ayy wait, why you mind?

How can I trip when I'm in Paris?
I'm not Farage, I'm more fromage
I need your cheese, fell in my bag, I did it with ease
Voilà, look how we mob, I been on my job
I travelled the world, I did it with squad
Defying the odds

How can I trip when I'm in Paris?
How can I trip when I'm in Paris?

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