Planet For Sale Songtext
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Planet For Sale Songtext
Ready in life
Ready or debate a boo
Gave me the life
Hating is ok to do
Shaky polite
Palatis in the panties
The can′t shake, mistakes we programmy
Def Jammy
Def Jam was in my family
I brought you, I touch you
I'm playing in the planet
Damn I′m a planet in the planty
How we destroy the planet
When we didn't plant things
It's skill to strive with confidence
How I pros and pros into, demons and dead
No, we didn′t plan things
And when you ask me Imma tell you it′s a bad thing
When we use to give a fuck it was a rap then
And now it's like DGAF after mad things
And baby all we seeing now is clan games
But we can′t even see out of our damn shades
Cause they get darker than thoughts from our grand brains
Just smarter than the art of our own names
Rose from my own brain
Confusions left to your soul
Will eventually get tired and old
You need to reach out, to know
Or stay in the stand still
Waiting to be sold, your future
Waiting to be sold, waiting to be sold
Waiting to be sold, waiting to be sold
Waiting to be sold, your future
Waiting to be sold, the planty
Waiting to be sold, tell you, I'mma tell you
Waiting to be sold, mad things
Waiting to be sold, your future
Waiting to be sold, heart
Waiting to be sold, your future
Ready or debate a boo
Gave me the life
Hating is ok to do
Shaky polite
Palatis in the panties
The can′t shake, mistakes we programmy
Def Jammy
Def Jam was in my family
I brought you, I touch you
I'm playing in the planet
Damn I′m a planet in the planty
How we destroy the planet
When we didn't plant things
It's skill to strive with confidence
How I pros and pros into, demons and dead
No, we didn′t plan things
And when you ask me Imma tell you it′s a bad thing
When we use to give a fuck it was a rap then
And now it's like DGAF after mad things
And baby all we seeing now is clan games
But we can′t even see out of our damn shades
Cause they get darker than thoughts from our grand brains
Just smarter than the art of our own names
Rose from my own brain
Confusions left to your soul
Will eventually get tired and old
You need to reach out, to know
Or stay in the stand still
Waiting to be sold, your future
Waiting to be sold, waiting to be sold
Waiting to be sold, waiting to be sold
Waiting to be sold, your future
Waiting to be sold, the planty
Waiting to be sold, tell you, I'mma tell you
Waiting to be sold, mad things
Waiting to be sold, your future
Waiting to be sold, heart
Waiting to be sold, your future
Writer(s): Catherine Harris-white, Stasia Irons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com