Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Звук


Интерфейс


Уровень сложности


Акцент



язык интерфейса

ru

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
зарегистрироваться / войти
Lyrkit

донат

5$

Lyrkit

донат

10$

Lyrkit

донат

20$

Lyrkit

Или поддержи меня в соц. сетях:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Travis Scott

Grey

 

Grey

(альбом: Days Before Rodeo - 2014)


[Travis Scott and James Fauntleroy:]
We wake up when the sun goes down
Neighbor says the smell's too loud
Riding in my old school thang
Shotgun with my old school babe
So wake me when the sun goes down
Tonight's my last night in town
I pledge to a flag so grey
No matter what time, the skies are grey, ooh

[Travis Scott:]
Around this time, was starving, no Ramadan
Yeah, mighta robbed you blind
You, you, you, your dad and moms
Yeah, keep that in mind
Fear two things: being broke and dying
Yeah, jump your ass inside, LSD come take this ride
No A-C-I-D, how you get your ass inside
Yeah, take one peek at me, you might get lost in my mind
Yeah, fuck that college shit, that scholarship, let's hypnotize
Yeah, ooh

We wake up when the sun goes down
Neighbor says the smell's too loud
Riding in my old school thang
Shotgun with my old school babe
So wake me when the sun goes down
Tonight's my last night in town
I pledge to a flag so grey
No matter what time, the skies are grey

Grey! Yeah-yeah-oh
Grey! Yeah-yeah
Grey! Yeah-yeah-oh (Uh uh)
Grey! The sky is grey
Grey! Mmm-mm-mm
Grey! Mmm-mm-mm
Grey! The sky is grey (Uh uh)
Whoa-ooh-oh
Grey! Yeah, yeah
Grey! Whoa-ooh-oh
Grey! Yeah, yeah (Uh uh)
The sky is grey, yuh
Yeah, the sky is grey, mmm-oh
Grey!

Might be the last time I trip
I know I said this shit last time
But damn I never had a trip like this
Who knew a three-way on freeway can trip
With three hoes to a six-way?
Ain't gotta finesse out the midway
So Bird can wrap birds in that Ben-Gay
No more, goddamn
And Pops never gave me shit
But Pops ain't raised no bitch
I swung, I missed, he swung, he hit, then I hit that ditch
Raised in a town where it looked so good outside
Like it ain't that serious
My nigga got dumb years doing dumb shit
Locked up in the car, had to pull a gun quick
Killa tatted on his face, leaked to his conscious
Now he stuck in a cell, know he feeling nauseous
The nigga so good, he was so cold
Another lost kid, Mo City soul

The sky is grey

готово

Ты добавил себе все незнакомые слова из этой песни?