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  • Текст песни Kevin Gates - Wish I Had It

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Kevin Gates - Wish I Had It, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    Anything lost can be found again
    Except time wasted

    A vision without action
    Is merely a dream
    Action is the pride
    It the hustle
    It's the persistence

    In a car while roaming around
    All my thoughts been roaming around
    Where I come from like a hole in the ground
    Silly me still holdin it down
    Every car pass by with the music real loud
    While they bumpin roamin around
    Tellieen me to make a hit but I really don't get
    While they walk I'm roaming around

    [Hook]
    Out my window
    I see everything I dream about and wish I had
    (Retawdid I'm retawdid)
    Out my window
    I see everything I dream about and wish I had
    Hustle hustle hustle clock is ticking ain't no time to kick it
    Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
    Hustle hustle hustle gotta get it
    On my true religion
    Nothing come from sleeping but I'm dream

    Light skinned and I fight good just like muhhamed Ali
    (Gates) jab nasty hook good just like muhhamed Ali
    Rollin bands in my pants talkin cash ima smash hold up
    Out the streets stay in the streets all I could do is be me
    With flo rider nothing in common I'm not a B.O.B
    Hustle hard and I'm hands on I'm a good guy that can transform
    Did time I ain't ask for
    Still sendin mail through the hatch form
    Different city within the city
    More over product then an antfarm
    L-l-l-look, don't try this at home

    [Hook]

    I be loaded actin at condos
    Product of a broken home
    Pray but I just hope that I don't choke what I'm smokin on
    Potent, ocean-grown, no cologne I just roll
    Two time convicted felon dumb shit get at me
    Yeah it's Luca brasi right here talkin bitch you know I got them racks
    Imma shooter with a shooter I ain't never pay for that
    Young money wanna sign me, my rap jacket too violent
    Bread winner, 100it gang that's dreco and mysie

    [Hook]

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