Fried Rice - Remix
• Written by SSauce
Looking out my window
listening to the crows
I've hitting up girls on the low
running through the six with my woes
i'm on that drake shit
you know how it goes
when i walk out the house
i'm wearing the best clothes
versace on my chest
I go where the wind blows
Got fire kicks, like I'm in taekwondo
sitting on a bench
dreaming of me at my best
this shit will never get old
rap shits hard, or so i'm told
rapping in my living room
music keep my head on straight
when I make I entrance,
climactic like lions-gate
I promise you I aint about that shade
chilling under the moon
watching the stars bloom
I aint hitting bed soon
its summer time now, wakein up at noon
Get a text from the homie
bout to meet up soon
comes to my door, no shoes on the floor
Asian household when you walk through these doors
Playing on the PS4, couldn't ask for anymore
we game till we bored, then send his ass home,
then right to the phone
writing and typing, yeah lets go
after I've won and done i'm relaxing
sit back back in my chair and imagining
bands on my wrist, rings flashing
made it with this rap shit, yeah its all happening
bands on my wrist, rings flashing
made it with this rap shit, yeah its all happening
Ill be on that winning shit
screaming that we did it
reminisce on this shit
this here's the beginning
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SSauce
Member since September 11 2016