Pi'erre Bourne

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Cardo got wings Check the flash, check the flash, yeah, yeah First, first, first, first, first Where I'm from we get nervous when we hear those sirens I hate driving while I'm black, that's why I got a driver I got good music, 'cause my weed designer I hate when she playing games 'cause she knows I like her Yeah my diamonds make me smarter Yeah they make me brighter She gone blow me like Super Nintendo, yeah, Street Fighter Campus police asking me, "Really? This worth while?" I dropped out of college, yeah, I had to retire All my college friends, still ain't getting high Niggas still on the block, yeah with the fire Got my young niggas out the streets, they inspired Got the biggest wave, I feel like Poseidon 'Ye say I'm the greatest, I know he ain't lying Man, I wish I got that shit in writing They don't want a real one to go viral Worried about a day, it's tomorrow I'm worried about a day, it's tomorrow Worried about a day, it's tomorrow It's tomorrow, worried about a day, it's tomorrow From Letras Mania