Çukurun Dibindeyiz - NELLIE & Fredo

Esi man tā Lai es jūtu Cik ļoti to vajag tev Tā, lai es tieku Kur labi paliek Jo ilgāk, jo labāk Tā, ka uznāk un pāriet tik ātri un lēni bez gala Tā, lai lidot ir vieglāk, Kā elpot un dzīvot vienkārši tā. Esi man tā Lai es jūtu Cik ļoti to vajag tev Tā, lai es tieku Kur labi paliek Jo ilgāk, jo labāk Tā, ka uznāk un pāriet tik ātri un lēni bez gala Tā, lai lidot ir vieglāk, Kā elpot un dzīvot vienkārši tā. Esi man tā Lai es jūtu Cik ļoti to vajag tev Tā, lai es tieku Kur labi paliek Jo ilgāk, jo labāk Tā, ka uznāk un pāriet tik ātri un lēni bez gala Tā, lai lidot ir vieglāk, Kā elpot un dzīvot vienkārši tā. Esi man tā Lai es jūtu Cik ļoti to vajag tev Tā, lai es tieku Kur labi paliek Jo ilgāk, jo labāk Tā, ka uznāk un pāriet tik ātri un lēni bez gala Tā, lai lidot Ir vieglāk, Kā elpot un dzīvot vienkārši tā. Esi man tā Lai es jūtu Cik ļoti to vajag tev Tā, lai es tieku Kur labi paliek Jo ilgāk, jo labāk Tā, ka uznāk un pāriet tik ātri un lēni bez gala Tā, lai lidot ir vieglāk, Kā elpot un dzīvot vienkārši tā.

Yeah, yeah, you know She called me on my phone asked me what I'm sippin' on (Hitmaker) look Louis in my cup (cup), Louis on my clothes (clothes) Lou smokin' gabagoo, we pass that pick 'n' roll (true) My white tee be so crisp, look like the fresh tips on her toes (woo) All my money straight, so Aminé never fold (no) I'm back on, back on, back on shit They thought was hard, I passed on, bitch I'm Dre, I get my Mac on If that ass is fat, I last long Found solace in promises Kept by bitches who swallowin' All my kids, they keep gobblin' Write for who? They keep hollerin' A&R's with the silencers Shot for us, but we silence 'em Niggas hate, but they wan' be us Jealousy be so fond of us Presidential on my wrist Now I'm the head of state Everybody want the fame But don't know what it take Can't be your true self while seekin' validation Gotta learn to let go, that's infatuation I said, can't be your true self while seekin' validation Gotta learn to let go, that's infatuation So it's K to the (a to the) A to the (k to the) Doin' what we want 'cause we want, nigga I said, it's K to the (a to the) A to the (k to the) Doin' what we want 'cause we want, nigga Leases on your chain, leases on your chain (true) Your ego got a ego, now your ego got a chain (geez) Mi amigo pobrecito, be yourself and stay the same (true) It's hard to keep your friends when you just friendly for the fame (hey) More cap in this rap shit than your graduation (yes, sir) Hatin' niggas be the ones out here congratulatin' (yes, sir) I don't know who you are (no), beef ain't nothin' to moi (no) Niggas be delusional thinkin' we close, but we far (bitch, huh) You out of place, get my weed out of state Pretty bitches give me face, on her knees like rolling trays Got a main and bae, don't care what these niggas say Ballin', fuck a resumé, pull her hair, fuck the lace (that's very true) I got plaques to give my kids But until I'm six feet deep, I will continue to run this shit (bitch) Can't be your true self while seekin' validation Gotta learn to let go, that's infatuation I said, can't be your true self while seekin' validation Gotta learn to let go, that's infatuation So it's K to the (a to the) A to the (k to the) Doin' what we want 'cause we want, nigga I said, it's K to the (a to the) A to the (k to the) Doin' what we want 'cause we want, nigga (everybody just) Hatin' niggas I'm sick of, when we talk, you listen Fight in me, my fist up, control shit like SZA Hatin' niggas I'm sick of, when we talk, you listen Fight in me, my fist up, control shit like SZA La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la Yeah, wake up, wake up (shit so slick) Yeah, wake up, yeah Gone for a moment, but not forever, not for long Throw up your K&A's Remind these niggas, man, look (eeh, eeh) Hoes who used to play me get the Michael B My biggest haters niggas who didn't make the league (true) Sold out dates, seen on seven seas Bluetooth connected to a thousand SUV's Y'all bought the same fit, but couldn't buy the steeze Rappers kick the same shit, but couldn't match the fee Bitch, I'm in my bag, not in the industry (true) The flow so player, play this shit in the limousine Ok, rappers, wrap it up (yeah) KAYTRAMINÉ, Best Rap Album, competition? None (yeah) "Underrated,"they tryna act like I ain't drop 71 (yeah) Sickamore said it best, "All you niggas bums" (true, true) These niggas keep on talkin' in my ear like I care, but I don't (don't) Shorty's unsendin' DM's that rappers won't Talk to me dicey 'Cause they know the verse is gettin' very, very pricey (true) Call my nigga Richie when I need assurance (true) 503 in AZ, bitch, I look like Terrance (true) Know you listenin', but you don't fuckin' hear us Y'all can keep countin' me out, I'm just gone my carats I put Halle Berry in my close friends Why the fuck would all you niggas think I need anymore friends? I don't like you rappers, I don't like you hoes Bitch, I'm Calvin Klein and you are Kenneth Cole Yeah, y'all talkin' like we equals when we know you smeagles Two face, niggas don't understand we gone see through All that bullshit that you hidin' True colors always show, it's always perfect timing (timing, timing)

I got a light shining over me I thought this could never be, It's so amazing what I feel 'Cos love - love's got a hold on me; Up in the air walking down the street, Smile like a fool at everyone I meet, I wake in the night, I just can't sleep 'Cos love - love's got a hold on me; Too many heartaches, too many tears, Too many women, too many years, But I've got me a girl, who takes me high, All the way to heaven day and night; Love is a dance with a different beat, And I can't stop my dancing feet, I'm as high as I can be 'Cos love - love's got a hold on me; Too many heartaches, too many tears, Too many women, too many years, But I've got me a girl, who takes me high, All the way to heaven day and night; Love's got a hold, a hold on me, Love's got a hold, a hold on me, Love's got a hold, a hold on me, I said love - love's got a hold - love's got a hold - Love's got a hold on me...

She's gettin' it ready Wanna send it to Freddy No lie, we don't spend on a jezzy Thirty racks that I spent on the Presi' We be steppin' Fendi, we're spendin' a twenty The woman, she'll never forget me My youngen in black, messy Yeah, I just got the gwap in, heavy Them drops are holdin' horses I-I got this coat imported Nah, it didn't drop in Europe Lots of tourin' out on the street Them shoes that's down by my feet I got them now, but they're out in a week Four foreigns, we're out in a fleet Niggas rollin', I round up the team, listen Yeah, my youngens are juggin' Doing their ting, food in the cling In two days, man's viewin' the crib And two weeks rent costs two and a bit Got a view and it's lit Half a box, man's doin' that quick My cunch ends popped off so much I packed my bags and moved to the strip Niggas be talkin' trappin', they're lyin' Look at my bracelet, actually diamonds 'Bout to whip this pack I'm fryin' Balmain rips like scratched by lion Niggas don't want me to pop out Cleanin' the strip with the mop out We used to chat, she's blocked now 'Cause she gave me hat, pop down But my wrist is on bust down Who can I trust now? Rolling with uck town Goin' to uck town, I don't do shows without uck now And all of my shows gettin' shutdown Thirty-six O's gettin' bruck down Yeah, you had some money, you're bruck now I spend couple hundred on lunch now Leave gyal shy when I come 'round Check out my coat, that's a chinchilla She wanna hold on my chinchilla Trill nigga, six figures Women with us, they got sick figures Check it, I'm boilin' the rock in Watchin' the oils, they're droppin' Whip it up, oils are lockin' Plus all of my boils are problem Yeah, gunners are with me, you know it Yeah, I'm runnin' the city, you know it Yeah, I'm clubbin', it's with me, I got it No, it's nothin' to spend all the profit Told myself I ain't shoppin' this week Next day, Harvey, top and a jeans Both of them shits gonna cost me a G Sayin', show this to your people innit When I talk, yute listen

The beat boss Yeah Scorpion, Scorpion, Scorpion Pussyboy changed on me and now he's lookin' like a scorpion (Scorpion) No, my dargies ain't playing hand tings, them man pull up with Scorpions (Scorpions) Pull up on it in so many whips the mandem think that I've been torturing (torturing) Got V's on my wrist, I'm deep in this shit, fans ask have I been smokin'? Yeah, yeah My niggas be shotta's on the opp block Them man are recording it Got hand tings that look like they're fresh out the box My shotties are ornaments Got so many numbers and comma's in my bank They look like coordinates I'm droppin' the price when everyone's got food But I cannot forfeit cheques He's a scorpion (Scorpion) My darg left the cage I bought him in (I did it) But my other one hates, I can't talk to him And it's makin' me sick, just the thought of it For real (for real) I see my young boys all in a stolen car Then it's facts them man 'bout to go to war (war) Them youtes tried to slide like a photo, darg Got shot, think twice before you go to store, yeah The trap was the love of my life (life) Me and my pack used to cuddle at night (night) My savage needs cake and I cut him a slice 'Cause when we go raving he snuck in the pipe Out in the back, covered in ice Only thing melting's the love of your life He mentioned my name a couple of times I can't wait to show him what my brothers are like (PG) Bullet's flying, mums crying Windows smashing, that's a ricochet (yeah) When it's time to slide, you know that's just how my nigga's play (yeah) Fuck a 9-to-5 we're outside, show me the quickest way (where) Money is time and I can't waste mine up in the prison mate Yo she wanna' chew it I walked in with sixty and blew it (blew it) Nah this ain't no fake rap, I do it (do it) They hatin' on me 'cause they knew it (knew it) Your lady with me and she choosing (choosing) You ain't with the team then you're losing (losing) Play with my G, leave you snoozing (snoozing) You guys say you're dripping, I'm oozing (oozing) Pussyboy changed on me and now he's lookin' like a scorpion (Scorpion) No, my dargies ain't playing hand tings, them man pull up with Scorpions (Scorpions) Pull up on it in so many whips the mandem think that I've been torturing (torturing) Got V's on my wrist, I'm deep in this shit, fans ask have I been smokin'? Yeah, yeah My niggas be shotta's on the opp block Them man are recording it Got hand tings that look like they're fresh out the box My shotties are ornaments Got so many numbers and comma's in my bank They look like coordinates I'm droppin' the price when everyone's got food But I cannot forfeit cheques Me and my brother's we got it (so) We only run from the law I got some money from rap, now it's a fact that I've seen that I'll be coming for more I flooded my wrist, I flooded my neck I flooded my fingers, I flooded my jaw My darg got three phones to work for the summer So we ain't coming on tour They know Fred when I come in Dior They know I turn one into four (four) They know the coke's nothin' but raw (raw) They know we opp's and leave blood on the floor She wanna' chew it (chew that) Walked in with sixty and blew it (I blew that) This ain't no fake rap, I do it (I do that) They hatin' on me 'cause they knew it (yeah-yeah) I run up a hundred, I run up two hundred I run up a half ticket I'm talkin' 'bout guns and drugs and landed myself in charts with it Someone got slapped, all in the ends and I heard the dargs did it I let the food go cook in the trap, keep my eye on it just for the last minute (last minute) Pussy, don't ask me shit I left nigga's way in the past with it 360 cameras on my car and shit I don't look out the window when I'm parking this (no) Old-heads still get the large with it They ain't shot no-one since Prada kits I try use my mind but my hearts in it If my bro needs he can ask for it (yeah) Bullet's flying, mums crying Windows smashing, that's a ricochet (yeah) When it's time to slide, you know that's just how my nigga's play (yeah) Fuck a 9-to-5 we're outside, show me the quickest way (where?) Money is time and I can't waste mine up in the prison, mate Yo, she wanna' chew it (chew it) I walked in with sixty and blew it (blew it) This ain't no fake rap, I do it (I do that) They hatin' on me 'cause they knew it (yeah-yeah) Your lady with me and she choosing (choosing) You ain't with the team then you're losing (losing) Play with my G, leave you snoozing (snoozing) You guys say you're dripping, I'm oozing (oozing) The beat boss