Perspective Lyrics Download – NBA YoungBoy PDF, LRC File

[ti:Perspective]
[ar:NBA YoungBoy]
[al:Richest Opp]
[lang:English]
[length:02:40.00]
[by:Jun]
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[ve:v0.0.5]
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[00:02.47]Uh
[00:03.17]Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
[00:05.40]Walk in the room and these bitches gon’ choose
[00:07.18]Don’t wear designer, I still make the news
[00:08.83]Carry that bag, wit’ that cash, overload (I feel it)
[00:10.72]Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own (brrt, brrt)
[00:12.49]She can’t hold it in, the smoke too strong
[00:14.38]Fucked up ’bout that, lettin’ bro blow out her mind
[00:16.21]Put on AP, and I wear by the two
[00:17.90]Gossipin’ bitch, she can’t hold in the truth
[00:19.86]I hit ’em both from the back, by the two (by the two)
[00:21.73]I flew the bitch on a jet, wit’ her crew
[00:23.46]I let ’em vacation, while cases I’m facin’ (yeah)
[00:25.63]I live like barbarian, my life is amazin’
[00:26.85]Made and broke bread wit’ my nigga, I cut off the traces
[00:28.96]Pay the dough, fight the system
[00:29.98]No odds in the case, and I go (yeah, yeah)
[00:31.58]Identify me wit’ murder detectives
[00:33.16]These silly lil’ niggas, my bank account bigger
[00:34.87]Wit’ the slime I was steppin’, I shoot out the chevy (bah)
[00:36.76]I be fresh as the fuck, wit’ my cup full of medi’
[00:38.93]Tell ’em, “put up twenty million,” I’m on it, I’m wit’ it
[00:41.11]Just say, and I’ll be on the way (yeah)
[00:42.66]Bitch think I’ma fall for her ’cause of her waist
[00:44.14]Play the wrong way, throw the drink at her face (ho, woah)
[00:47.49]Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
[00:49.46]Walk in the room and these bitches gon’ choose (gon’ choose)
[00:51.49]Don’t wear designer, I still make the news (make the news)
[00:53.20]Carry that bag, wit’ that cash, overload (overload)
[00:55.80]Fully, tote fullies, i blow on my own (on my own)
[00:56.64]She can’t hold it in, the smoke too strong (bah)
[00:58.59]Fucked up ’bout that, lettin’ bro blow out her mind
[01:00.56]She don’t want me, and I changed her perspective
[01:02.43]I think my neighbor linked up wit’ detectives
[01:04.38]You know these niggas ain’t shit, so be careful
[01:06.80]Know that your friend let me fuck if I test her
[01:07.85]Get in it, hit it, then blow out the fender
[01:09.77]Your ho, she got that good brain like professor
[01:11.66]Got her on drink, now she barely can think
[01:13.25]For to shake back, she think she can take Alka-Seltzer
[02:07.84]And, you already know that he make it hit
[01:16.82]Skeleton AP, I think that I’m rich the kid (skeleton AP)
[01:19.19]Fuck on nene and I think ’bout relapsin’
[01:21.40]Your highness, you know I’m controllin’ the castle
[01:23.35]Count it up backwards, you know that I’m a factor
[01:25.00]Fucked her so hard, ’til she start havin’ ‘tractions
[01:26.78]Straight out her top, start poppin’ them capsules
[01:28.63]Bought you the watch
[01:29.62]’Cause this bitch here a master (rich as it get, man)
[01:31.84]Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
[01:33.70]Walk in the room and these bitches gon’ choose (gon’ choose)
[01:35.69]Don’t wear designer, I still make the news
[01:37.48]Carry that bag, wit’ that cash, overload
[01:39.20]Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own
[01:41.40]She can’t hold it in, the smoke too strong
[01:42.93]Fucked up ’bout that, lettin’ bro blow out her mind
[01:44.62]Big coupe (let’s go), ridin’ and you know them choppers in it too
[01:46.89]Tell them niggas that they better chill wit’ that, “rah, rah”
[01:48.72]Voice deep when I speak, coated throat off the lean
[01:50.43]Clear the scene, let it sing, skully he gon’ pop out (frrt)
[01:52.37]In it, let it hit it ’til you fall out (dum)
[01:54.35]Goyard phone case for my son (y’all niggas are nothin’)
[01:56.20]Pretty lil’ bitch and she look like milan
[01:57.93]I give her flight, send her back where she from
[02:02.48]Top, big coupe, ridin’ and you know them choppers in it too
[02:04.90]Tell them niggas that they better chill wit’ that, “rah, rah”
[02:06.91]Better chill wit’ that, “rah, rah”
[02:09.34]You know these niggas dyin’
[02:10.67]Pretty lil’ bitch and she look like Milan
[02:12.67]I give her flight, send her back where she from (yeah, huh)
[02:16.29]They know that I’m takin’ it to another level
[02:18.43]Can’t quit it, keep goin’, just for the better
[02:20.24]Ain’t quittin’, I’m goin, just for the better (woah)
[02:21.98]Three hundred thousand dollar skeleton, plain
[02:25.47]Pretty lil’ bitch and she look like Milan
[02:27.24]I give her flight, send her back where she from (tell her to wipe it)
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