Fine Wine Songtext
von Ziyaad Luceō
Fine Wine Songtext
I think I had enough
Them drugs just fuck me up
I swear I had enough
People just fuck me up
I′ve been pourin' up
Puffin′ my Indica
Dodgin' the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
Just something to start the night
Move correct in the moonlight
I ain't looking for no fight
But if something don′t feel right
Me and the bros, we don′t play nice
I'd rather be out of sight
′Til I come knock out your lights
(Lights, lights)
Twenty-Eight on me, I'm coolin′
Red and blue pills, I'm boolin′
We see through you, who you foolin'?
Keep in your lane, I'll stay in mine
Fuck on your bitch, I′ll fuck on mine
I ain′t got no fucking time
Gotta age this cash like fine wine
Yeah, like fine wine
Gotta age this cash like fine wine
Yeah, like fine wine
Gotta age this cash like fine wine
Ugh, like fine wine
Yeah, like fine wine
Ugh, like fine wine
I think I had enough
Them drugs just fuck me up
I swear I had enough
People just fuck me up
I've been pourin′ up
Puffin' my Indica
Dodgin′ the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
I remember, every day and night in the summer
Every mission complete with brothers
We would push through heat for the dollar
Now, some of my niggas got burned up
Some switched on me to level up
For about 3 years, I was fucked up
Couldn't trust a soul, kept my head up, yeah
(Kept my head up)
I′m fighting through 99 problems
Just like my idol Shawn Carter
OE, we just getting started
Roc-A-Fella without the departed
OE, we just getting started
OE, we just getting started
OE, we just getting started
I think I had enough
Them drugs just fuck me up
I swear I had enough
People just fuck me up
I been pourin' up
Puffin' my Indica
Dodgin′ the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
Dodgin′ the fake love
Fuck the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
Them drugs just fuck me up
I swear I had enough
People just fuck me up
I′ve been pourin' up
Puffin′ my Indica
Dodgin' the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
Just something to start the night
Move correct in the moonlight
I ain't looking for no fight
But if something don′t feel right
Me and the bros, we don′t play nice
I'd rather be out of sight
′Til I come knock out your lights
(Lights, lights)
Twenty-Eight on me, I'm coolin′
Red and blue pills, I'm boolin′
We see through you, who you foolin'?
Keep in your lane, I'll stay in mine
Fuck on your bitch, I′ll fuck on mine
I ain′t got no fucking time
Gotta age this cash like fine wine
Yeah, like fine wine
Gotta age this cash like fine wine
Yeah, like fine wine
Gotta age this cash like fine wine
Ugh, like fine wine
Yeah, like fine wine
Ugh, like fine wine
I think I had enough
Them drugs just fuck me up
I swear I had enough
People just fuck me up
I've been pourin′ up
Puffin' my Indica
Dodgin′ the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
I remember, every day and night in the summer
Every mission complete with brothers
We would push through heat for the dollar
Now, some of my niggas got burned up
Some switched on me to level up
For about 3 years, I was fucked up
Couldn't trust a soul, kept my head up, yeah
(Kept my head up)
I′m fighting through 99 problems
Just like my idol Shawn Carter
OE, we just getting started
Roc-A-Fella without the departed
OE, we just getting started
OE, we just getting started
OE, we just getting started
I think I had enough
Them drugs just fuck me up
I swear I had enough
People just fuck me up
I been pourin' up
Puffin' my Indica
Dodgin′ the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
Dodgin′ the fake love
Fuck the fake love
Fuck all the fake love
Writer(s): Adam Buckley, Ziyaad Aswan Roman, Harjot Chahal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com