1 A.M. At Nubia Songtext
von Waqqas
1 A.M. At Nubia Songtext
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I been told y′all I was comin' right
This is just the introduction
The Calm
The calm before the storm
Yeah
Puffin′ on that hookah smoke
Contemplatin', now my thoughts provoked
People talkin' and I′m sittin′ low
As I wonder where this shit gon' go (huh)
′Cause I've been at it for like 4, 5 years
That′s blood, sweat, tears
We don't quit ′round here
I done made this clear
Back when I made that deal
With the man in the mirror
That I ain't gon' stop ′til I′m a millionaire; and that shit hurts too
I took some "L"s, but that's just lessons that I′ve learned to
Make the first letter of my name, man that's a "W"
And anything you doin′, homie, I will double you
And now they lookin' at me different
They say that I done changed, but I just showed ′em that same effort
Tank on "E", no time for takes, from now on I said "F" it
It's me and family, you know my kinfolk well-respected
I promise that's my slime even with no blood relation
Got homies throwin′ "C"s so no confusion I ain′t bangin'
I′m in my lane, y'all needa quit with all that fuckin′ swangin'
You actin′ childish, we'll slide on you no hesitation'
I pressed the gas and then relationships just started breakin′
(All I need is love,
So you could miss me with that fake shit) It′s sad
The closest to you be the first that start the hatin'
Normally don′t do this, but the heat need ventilation
Pancho gave the nickname, had to "Pakistani Drake" it
Damn
I don't think they payin′ attention
I don't think we′re speakin' the same language
I think y'all need Rosetta Stone
Hon jithe vi me vekha, saare karde ne hate
Kuch kehna si teh kehde, menu karda motivate
′Cause I don′t care, pimpin'
They talk behind my back from here to over there, pimpin′
Now they show undercover love like an affair or somethin'
And now they mad they see me out here Ric Flair drippin′
'Cause I′m just chillin' with my circle, can't no squares fit in
You want the fade then we can act like we′ve been hair trimmin′
(Yeah. Look)
It never used to add up, and they ain't never seen the vision
Now the proof is in the pudding, every body want a fraction
Quieren mostrar amor ahora que comprenden
No tengo más que dar, pero todavía piden. Gone
I been told y′all I was comin' right
This is just the introduction
The Calm
The calm before the storm
Yeah
Puffin′ on that hookah smoke
Contemplatin', now my thoughts provoked
People talkin' and I′m sittin′ low
As I wonder where this shit gon' go (huh)
′Cause I've been at it for like 4, 5 years
That′s blood, sweat, tears
We don't quit ′round here
I done made this clear
Back when I made that deal
With the man in the mirror
That I ain't gon' stop ′til I′m a millionaire; and that shit hurts too
I took some "L"s, but that's just lessons that I′ve learned to
Make the first letter of my name, man that's a "W"
And anything you doin′, homie, I will double you
And now they lookin' at me different
They say that I done changed, but I just showed ′em that same effort
Tank on "E", no time for takes, from now on I said "F" it
It's me and family, you know my kinfolk well-respected
I promise that's my slime even with no blood relation
Got homies throwin′ "C"s so no confusion I ain′t bangin'
I′m in my lane, y'all needa quit with all that fuckin′ swangin'
You actin′ childish, we'll slide on you no hesitation'
I pressed the gas and then relationships just started breakin′
(All I need is love,
So you could miss me with that fake shit) It′s sad
The closest to you be the first that start the hatin'
Normally don′t do this, but the heat need ventilation
Pancho gave the nickname, had to "Pakistani Drake" it
Damn
I don't think they payin′ attention
I don't think we′re speakin' the same language
I think y'all need Rosetta Stone
Hon jithe vi me vekha, saare karde ne hate
Kuch kehna si teh kehde, menu karda motivate
′Cause I don′t care, pimpin'
They talk behind my back from here to over there, pimpin′
Now they show undercover love like an affair or somethin'
And now they mad they see me out here Ric Flair drippin′
'Cause I′m just chillin' with my circle, can't no squares fit in
You want the fade then we can act like we′ve been hair trimmin′
(Yeah. Look)
It never used to add up, and they ain't never seen the vision
Now the proof is in the pudding, every body want a fraction
Quieren mostrar amor ahora que comprenden
No tengo más que dar, pero todavía piden. Gone
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