Lyrics to Silhouette
Uh, hold on
(Haha, Jay F, run it back)
Ay, ay
Baby girl, I ain't got time, out there's a bigger check
And you know I like your style, I love your silhouette
I put them keys inside, no friction, 'cause my wrist stay wet
I'm whippin' keys inside my kitchen, I met demons on a mission (Yeah, yeah)
This money brought me demons, ah
Got tired angels on me, ah
She told me she ain't leavin', ah
I told her she don't want this
I could break your heart, but you can't say I ain't honest
Only thing that makes me smile is hearin' 'bout profits
Huh, 1.5 for the show, it's funny, I still ain't blown
Huh, it's safе to say I been on the road, it's funny, I'm still on the road
Money and honеys, wherever I go
White gold, yellow gold, my teeth bipolar
That coke like Coca-Cola and I had dot like Coca-Cola
B-brick same way as a kid, put that brick in a baby stroller
Fourteen years old, I was just growin' up
No one showed up and I showed love
From then I knew there was no love
From then I knew there was no love
Swear I only trust myself, I'm sorry
Baby girl, I ain't got time, out there's a bigger check
And you know I like your style, I love your silhouette
I put them keys inside, no friction, 'cause my wrist stay wet
I— I'm whippin' keys inside my kitchen, I— I met demons on a mission (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, I speak to jurisdiction, that's why no one listens (Listens, uh)
No convincin' the addiction, I was sixteen droppin' pickings
I didn't play FIFA 18, had top bins like Rooney kicked it
But they keep on missin'
Had to sell my P4, but I flipped 'em
Call scam victim, girls lyin' on my phone, trippin'
How could I care when Mum got that mail of eviction?
Life's like stairs, looked down and laughed and you man slipped in (Haha)
They had a head start, I was dealt cards and I fuckin' blitzed 'em
M-My mother bust inside my room, went on no caller and then she cried (She cried)
She he— she heard my voice and the beeping iPhone 5
Same with cards stacked on my pillows, laptop to my side (L— L— Laptop to my side)
Had no choice, my first instinct was to lie, but I knew she didn't care, she had the look inside her eyes
There's no more enemies, it's nice
Never, Nigerian man in a German car and Italian leather
(Haha, Jay F, run it back)
Ay, ay
Baby girl, I ain't got time, out there's a bigger check
And you know I like your style, I love your silhouette
I put them keys inside, no friction, 'cause my wrist stay wet
I'm whippin' keys inside my kitchen, I met demons on a mission (Yeah, yeah)
This money brought me demons, ah
Got tired angels on me, ah
She told me she ain't leavin', ah
I told her she don't want this
I could break your heart, but you can't say I ain't honest
Only thing that makes me smile is hearin' 'bout profits
Huh, 1.5 for the show, it's funny, I still ain't blown
Huh, it's safе to say I been on the road, it's funny, I'm still on the road
Money and honеys, wherever I go
White gold, yellow gold, my teeth bipolar
That coke like Coca-Cola and I had dot like Coca-Cola
B-brick same way as a kid, put that brick in a baby stroller
Fourteen years old, I was just growin' up
No one showed up and I showed love
From then I knew there was no love
From then I knew there was no love
Swear I only trust myself, I'm sorry
Baby girl, I ain't got time, out there's a bigger check
And you know I like your style, I love your silhouette
I put them keys inside, no friction, 'cause my wrist stay wet
I— I'm whippin' keys inside my kitchen, I— I met demons on a mission (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, I speak to jurisdiction, that's why no one listens (Listens, uh)
No convincin' the addiction, I was sixteen droppin' pickings
I didn't play FIFA 18, had top bins like Rooney kicked it
But they keep on missin'
Had to sell my P4, but I flipped 'em
Call scam victim, girls lyin' on my phone, trippin'
How could I care when Mum got that mail of eviction?
Life's like stairs, looked down and laughed and you man slipped in (Haha)
They had a head start, I was dealt cards and I fuckin' blitzed 'em
M-My mother bust inside my room, went on no caller and then she cried (She cried)
She he— she heard my voice and the beeping iPhone 5
Same with cards stacked on my pillows, laptop to my side (L— L— Laptop to my side)
Had no choice, my first instinct was to lie, but I knew she didn't care, she had the look inside her eyes
There's no more enemies, it's nice
Never, Nigerian man in a German car and Italian leather
