unjustice Songtext
von whylamar
unjustice Songtext
they don′t see it (come on)
let me break down the image
bank account look like a phone number already passing a million (damn)
My only objective is money with happiness and diamonds that changed like chameleons
That's right, that′s right, I got money on my mind
Spent some dirty money, it hasn't been purified
Your pockets full of lint, that's one miserable life
Tell yourself you′re happy, but you know that′s been a lie.
Made unholy actions with my gun unjustified
I'm in the city, I spark it up in the bity.
I drive around pushing 60, telling me she hates to come to the city
Know you was lying, know you in love with the city
When you get under the lights, you start getting warm, start getting kinky
Sit in the passenger, want you to roll with my weed
Quiet and pretty, well I just get ready to speed.
Pass me lighter, I′m getting this wheel to reek.
She into loving, a passenger princess to me
Fuck a semi, this an auto aiming at your dome
I don't fuck with niggas, I′ve been stepping on their throats.
Way too schizophrenic, I might just let that shit go.
Shoot atomic bombs, you gon' hear that shit explode
they don′t see it (come on)
let me break down the image
bank account look like a phone number already passing a million (damn)
My only objective is money with happiness and diamonds that changed like chameleons
That's right, that's right, I got money on my mind
Spent some dirty money, it hasn′t been purified
Your pockets full of lint, that′s one miserable life
Tell yourself you're happy, but you know that′s been a lie.
Made unholy actions with my gun unjustified
let me break down the image
bank account look like a phone number already passing a million (damn)
My only objective is money with happiness and diamonds that changed like chameleons
That's right, that′s right, I got money on my mind
Spent some dirty money, it hasn't been purified
Your pockets full of lint, that's one miserable life
Tell yourself you′re happy, but you know that′s been a lie.
Made unholy actions with my gun unjustified
I'm in the city, I spark it up in the bity.
I drive around pushing 60, telling me she hates to come to the city
Know you was lying, know you in love with the city
When you get under the lights, you start getting warm, start getting kinky
Sit in the passenger, want you to roll with my weed
Quiet and pretty, well I just get ready to speed.
Pass me lighter, I′m getting this wheel to reek.
She into loving, a passenger princess to me
Fuck a semi, this an auto aiming at your dome
I don't fuck with niggas, I′ve been stepping on their throats.
Way too schizophrenic, I might just let that shit go.
Shoot atomic bombs, you gon' hear that shit explode
they don′t see it (come on)
let me break down the image
bank account look like a phone number already passing a million (damn)
My only objective is money with happiness and diamonds that changed like chameleons
That's right, that's right, I got money on my mind
Spent some dirty money, it hasn′t been purified
Your pockets full of lint, that′s one miserable life
Tell yourself you're happy, but you know that′s been a lie.
Made unholy actions with my gun unjustified
Writer(s): Tashaun Barnes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

