Tuscan Tubs - G Mills

Yeah Alright Yeah Comin' off the last record I'm gettin' 20 million off the record Just to off these records Nigga, that's a record I'm livin' like I'm out here on my last adventure Past the present when you have to mention This is nothin' for the radio But they'll still play it though 'Cause it's that new Drizzy Drake That's just the way it go Heavy airplay all day with no chorus We keep it thorough, nigga Rap like this for all of my borough niggas I reached the point Where don't shit matter to me, nigga I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach, nigga Prince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, nigga I could go a hour on this beat, nigga, yeah I'm just as famous as my mentor But that's still the boss, don't get sent for Get hype on tracks And jump in front of a bullet you wasn't meant for 'Cause you don't really wanna hear me vent more Hot temper, scary outcome Here's a reason for niggas that's hatin' without one That always let they mouth run Bench players talkin' like starters, I hate it Started from the bottom Now we here, nigga, we made it Yeah, Tom Ford Tuscan Leather Smelling like a brick Degenerates, but even Ellen love our shit Rich enough That I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich Self explanatory You just here to spread the story, wassup Sittin' Gucci Row like they say up at UNLV Young rebel, Young Money Nothin' you could tell me Paperwork takin' too long Maybe they don't understand me I'll compromise if I have to I gotta stay with the family Not even talkin' to Nicki Communication is breakin' I dropped the ball on some personal shit I need to embrace it I'm honest, I make mistakes I'd be the second to admit it Think that's why I need her in my life To check me when I'm trippin' On a mission tryna shift the culture Tell me who dissin' I got some things that'll hit the culprit Them strep throat flows Them shits to stop all of the talkin' All of the talkin' Got one reply for all of your comments Fuck what you think I'm too busy, that's why you leave a message Born a perfectionist Guess that makes me a bit obsessive That shit I heard from you lately Really relieved some pressure Like aye, B, I got your CD You get an E for effort I piece letters together And get to talkin' reckless Owl chains like credentials You know you see the necklace My life's a completed checklist I'm tired of hearin' 'Bout who you checkin' for now Just give it time We'll see who's still around a decade from now That's real How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro? Lately I've been feelin' like Guy Pearce in Memento I just set the bar Niggas fall under it like a limbo The family all that matters I'm just out here with my kinfolk Off everything my pen wrote We went from Bundy to Winslow This for shorty up on Glengrove Who love when I catch my tempo I sip the Pora and listen to Cappadonna The Fresh Prince just had dinner with Tatyana, no lie All these 90's fantasies on my mind The difference is that with mine They all come true in due time I might come through without security To check if you're fine That's just me on my solo like fuck it, like YOLO Wanted to tell you, "Accept yourself" You don't have to prove shit to no one except yourself And if you end up needin' some extra help Then I could help You know, back on your feet and shit Tryna get my karma up Fuck the guilty and greedy shit How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro? How this nigga workin' like He got a fuckin' twin though? Life is soundin' crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese And I wouldn't change a thing if you paid me Now real nigga, wassup? Hey, yeah, hey How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro? If there's hell below I'll see you when you get there Are you enjoying yourselves? If we may we would just like to close off with something A bit inspirational Hopefully, or something a bit relevant As to us all are having the same fears Shedding similar tears And of course dying in so many years It don't mean that we can't have a good life So we'd like to just maybe close out with something For food for thought

I could take you to my mama's house Don't be scared to run your mouth She loves you with every ounce We took a drive to Mexico You forgot your passport though So I turned around and did it over 'Cause it doesn't matter where we are On the side of the road, in the cold, in a frozen broke down car I'll still love you You fall somewhere in between, shotgun rider full blown queen Follow you like Galileo, Aphrodite seldom seen Take me to the place you run from the most and I'll bе there Slay your ghost, so you don't have to fight alonе (fight alone) So you don't have to Show me where your demons hide Tears are forming in your eyes It doesn't have to be tonight Oh baby, we can take our time We got until we're 105 Everyday's a different light 'Cause it doesn't matter where we are When we're old and we're gray I'll see you the same 'cause we made it that far I'll still love you You fall somewhere in between, shotgun rider full blown queen Follow you like Galileo, Aphrodite seldom seen Take me to the place you run from the most and I'll be there Slay your ghost, so you don't have to fight alone (fight alone) So you don't have to Thinking back to you and me Shotgun riding singing Queen Every word of rhapsody Getting high as Mercury Let me be the place you run to the most I'll be there when you get home So you don't have to fight alone (fight alone) So you don't have to, so you don't have to I could take you to my mama's house Don't be scared to run your mouth She loves you with every ounce

Cada conexión trae, otra vez Lujuria y maldición Cada sensación me hace rendir Y vuelvo a la prisión Nunca subestimes al rival Cuando es una mujer Es tan delicada y tan letal Y empiezas a entender Es un animal Te puede devorar, quizás Mejor es no volverlo a repetir Morir por ti Tu cuerpo fue el veneno que bebí Tan sutil Que empecé sin saber el juego A veces, solo buscas el dolor Y caes por error Sabes que hace daño al corazón Amor depredador Es un animal Te quiere devorar, quizás Mejor es no volverlo repetir Morir por ti Tu cuerpo fue el veneno que bebí Tan sutil Que empecé sin saber el juego Déjame Volver a ser El que fui Otra vez (Tu cuerpo fue el veneno que bebí) Morir por ti Un juego que me llevará hasta el fin Tan sutil Que al morir El cielo me abandona aquí Sin ti Vivir, oh, no puedo Tan sutil, que aposté Lo que no podía perder

Respiro lento No sé cómo decirte esto Es hora de partir Siempre fui bueno para huir Lo siento Es que no sé nada de lo que siento Siempre fue así Y así te conocí Cambiar, poder cambiar por ti Ya no, ya no sale el sol aquí Y esta vez yo lo pude dar todo Menos a mí Llorar, al escucharte decir "Amar no es solo recibir" Y solamente pienso en porque otra vez Quiero cambiar de piel Suelta mi mano Te dejo y te extraño En esta vida nada es blanco y negro Suelta mi mano Te dejo y te extraño En esta vida nada es blanco y negro Ya, ahora que el tiempo ha pasado Y esta noche te he encontrado Y el destino nos cruzó Me dices que no Que ya le entregaste a otro amor tu piel Y te encontré justo donde nos conocimos Mi mente es un abrigo inconsciente de Pensar, que quisiera dudar Recordar, a qué sabe perder Y esta vez tú Respiras lento y me dices que Suelta mi mano Te dejo y te extraño En esta vida nada es blanco y negro Suelta mi mano Te dejo y te extraño En esta vida nada es blanco y negro Nada más sagrado que el desorden de mi espíritu Poca actitud supo consumir mi luz Ya no hago eso de vaciarme por dártelo todo Si ya entendí que entre nosotros solo quedo yo Cavaste y por buscarte perdí mis salidas Hay quien quita las vendas para agrandar la herida Y no estoy chimba pa' aguantarme un corazón perdido Te regalo todo el tiempo de mi olvido En este momento Tus recuerdos me están doliendo Hay que salir de aquí Nunca fui buena para huir Suelto tu mano Te dejo y te extraño En esta vida nada es blanco y negro Nada más sagrado que el desorden de mi espíritu (Suelta mi mano) Poca actitud supo consumir mi luz (Te dejo y te extraño) Ya no hago eso de vaciarme por dártelo todo (En esta vida nada es blanco y negro) Si ya entendí que entre nosotros solo quedo yo Si, es que, Mills, Linch, terminas, ey, amar no es solo recibir