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Don Diablo feat. Emeli Sandé, Gucci Mane - Survive

Don Diablo feat. Emeli Sandé, Gucci Mane - Survive
Формат: MP3
Длительность: 03:09
Качество: 320 kbps
Размер: 7.34 МБ
Дата премьеры: 19 февраль 2019
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Don Diablo cua
We'll survive the thunder
And escape the hunger
And sometimes I wonder if we got through
Who knows why, don't ask us
We don't need no answers
'Cause we stand the surface, living through
Gucci Mane and Don
Catch me balling out in London
So braided with the paper, I go super bowl Sunday
Usain Bolt crazy running till the hundreds
I keep my neck and my wrist at least a hundred
Hood nigga with the money and they lovin' it
She got comfortable, she com' me 'bout to cover me
Pull up in a Rolls in a white seats
And pull off in a Porsche like a Cartney
You cocky, hit the pussy and I rock it
I fly to Amsterdam for the wifey
They're using after light us, they caught us
I booked it for the light, play the ball field
[?] to the gang, black Wall Street
Shark blue coupe with the shark fin
What's that on your neck that can't get it off yeah
Gucci Mane and Don
Catch me falling out of line
We'll survive the thunder
And escape the hunger
And sometimes I wonder if we got through
Who knows why, don't ask us
We don't need no answers
'Cause we stand the surface, living through
You got the first car, I gotta dream of something
You were like a hard wire, I like to push your buttons
We got it somehow, get out of town
We drove for ages, never looking backwards
They wanna cage us, but we prefer our freedom
Call us the rages, well how about now?
Don Diablo cua
Gucci Mane and Don
Catch me balling out in London
So braided with the paper, I go super bowl Sunday
Usain Bolt crazy running till the hundreds
I keep my neck and my wrist at least a hundred
Hood nigga with the money and they lovin' it
She got comfortable, she com' me 'bout to cover me
Pull up in a Rolls in a white seats
And pull off in a Porsche like a Cartney
But we here are, living through
But we here are, living through
And we'll survive the thunder
And escape the hunger
And sometimes I wonder if we got through
Who knows why, don't ask us
We don't need no answers
'Cause we stand the surface, living through
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