Its cruel to look like that But live like this so checker'd I reckon You've got a story to tell and I can tell You don't like telling No sense Just sight is alright and enough for me to keep on paper and penning Inspiration for fools you let down for amusement That's petty Prolly don't lose a wink since how far now how long upsetting Do my Presley are you lonesome if so then it's time for forgetting See the future we're smiling sighing asking each other if we're ready Smash up that crystal ball I'll put it in a bag that's worth selling Ticket dreams like Charlie Come on darling and it's off to Hawaii Little far fetched from Sydney Well simply I'll try or die trying For a nice time where it's warm could a sworn that you've never seen better locked in the dark times Nightfall, I fell, swear I'm torn... Starlight.
[Intro: Ree Paramagita] Uoy evol I, sdrow rehto ni Uoy evol I, sdrow rehto ni [Chorus] It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in 'Nough man hate with the lies instead Countin' cash with the phone to my ear I feel like Meek on a private jet Life or death, five-five Eyes, thighs, potential wifey Industry, respected highly In the street, protected [Verse 1] I do know my man, but I don't trust him Trust that, Ps in the trap, disgustin' Stick with the stick, PVA, PDA, kiss that in public South London where I made my South London's where I made my first hundred Elastic bands, plastic bags, two and a blue like cheese and onion In Jamaica, quick vacation, travellin' my pastime 'Nough pollution in the ends, I flew back yard 'cah I wanna see starlight Eritrean, skin tone cinnamon, I think I found my princess My empress, still gonna impress I know 'dem man talk on the kid, but [Chorus] It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in 'Nough man hate with the lies instead Countin' cash with the phone to my ear I feel like Meek on the private jet Life or death, five-five Eyes, thighs, potential wifey Industry, respected highly In the street, protected [Verse 2] Any girl that I'm datin' knows, bags that I buy come filled with fifties She a ten out of ten on a bad day, public affection, I tell her, "Come kiss me" I like mine obsessed, clingy If she don't miss me, miss me If she don't miss me, history If she don't miss me, it's a mystery G17 in the party, tipsy Don't drink, that's risky Focus, shells gonna land like Disney And put him down under, Sydney That's bae, I'll donate both my kidneys True love, what the kid needs And a girl from the Westest Indies I know them man talk on the kid but Chorus] It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in 'Nough man hate with the lies instead Countin' cash with the phone to my ear I feel like Meek on the private jet Life or death, five-five Eyes, thighs, potential wifey Industry, respected highly In the street, protected [Verse 3] In this world that I'm in How you wanna take pics with the belts in the ring But don't help in the gym? 'Nough girls datin' their biggest haters How her boyfriend don't want her to win? Like, rah And why my girlfriend never wanna see me have a good time out if she ain't there? Yeah, yeah (Fly- Fly me to the moon) Fly me to the moon, let me get some space Seein' them stars on her private story I dust that chick, she got no grace (Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter) See her ex man, she got no taste, hip dip, she got no waist Body snatched, servin' face (In other words, hold my hand) Haha, hold my hand, personal trainer Frequent flyer, bad, she toned and tan Free my gang, 013's and 020's (Darlin' miss me) Oh God knows, I miss my bros I just got a call from jail on the phone and that might [Outro: Ree Paramagita] Fill my heart with song And let me sing forevermore You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you In other words, I love you
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One of the best songs ever
no
this beat is so good oml
I love this beat man💯💯💞
I only listen to the song because of the instrumental lol
1:17
cold
Its cruel to look like that
But live like this so checker'd I reckon
You've got a story to tell and I can tell
You don't like telling
No sense
Just sight is alright and enough for me to keep on paper and penning
Inspiration for fools you let down for amusement
That's petty
Prolly don't lose a wink since how far now how long upsetting
Do my Presley are you lonesome if so then it's time for forgetting
See the future we're smiling sighing asking each other if we're ready
Smash up that crystal ball I'll put it in a bag that's worth selling
Ticket dreams like Charlie
Come on darling and it's off to Hawaii
Little far fetched from Sydney
Well simply I'll try or die trying
For a nice time where it's warm could a sworn that you've never seen better locked in the dark times
Nightfall, I fell, swear I'm torn...
Starlight.
Cold
🔥🔥
hey, could I use this instrumental for a video? was this created by you?
so accurate
[Intro: Ree Paramagita]
Uoy evol I, sdrow rehto ni
Uoy evol I, sdrow rehto ni
[Chorus]
It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in
'Nough man hate with the lies instead
Countin' cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on a private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly
In the street, protected
[Verse 1]
I do know my man, but I don't trust him
Trust that, Ps in the trap, disgustin'
Stick with the stick, PVA, PDA, kiss that in public
South London where I made my
South London's where I made my first hundred
Elastic bands, plastic bags, two and a blue like cheese and onion
In Jamaica, quick vacation, travellin' my pastime
'Nough pollution in the ends, I flew back yard 'cah I wanna see starlight
Eritrean, skin tone cinnamon, I think I found my princess
My empress, still gonna impress
I know 'dem man talk on the kid, but
[Chorus]
It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in
'Nough man hate with the lies instead
Countin' cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly
In the street, protected
[Verse 2]
Any girl that I'm datin' knows, bags that I buy come filled with fifties
She a ten out of ten on a bad day, public affection, I tell her, "Come kiss me"
I like mine obsessed, clingy
If she don't miss me, miss me
If she don't miss me, history
If she don't miss me, it's a mystery
G17 in the party, tipsy
Don't drink, that's risky
Focus, shells gonna land like Disney
And put him down under, Sydney
That's bae, I'll donate both my kidneys
True love, what the kid needs
And a girl from the Westest Indies
I know them man talk on the kid but
Chorus]
It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in
'Nough man hate with the lies instead
Countin' cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly
In the street, protected
[Verse 3]
In this world that I'm in
How you wanna take pics with the belts in the ring
But don't help in the gym?
'Nough girls datin' their biggest haters
How her boyfriend don't want her to win? Like, rah
And why my girlfriend never wanna see me have a good time out if she ain't there?
Yeah, yeah (Fly- Fly me to the moon)
Fly me to the moon, let me get some space
Seein' them stars on her private story
I dust that chick, she got no grace
(Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter)
See her ex man, she got no taste, hip dip, she got no waist
Body snatched, servin' face (In other words, hold my hand)
Haha, hold my hand, personal trainer
Frequent flyer, bad, she toned and tan
Free my gang, 013's and 020's (Darlin' miss me)
Oh God knows, I miss my bros
I just got a call from jail on the phone and that might
[Outro: Ree Paramagita]
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
In other words, I love you
What is the title of this song?
Dave - starlight
@@jayserrano9856LMAO HE KNOWS IT HE ASKS THE BACKGROUND DUMMY
musiue derrière svp ?
Fly the moon
@@blackfrankwhite476 Frank Sinatra?
Baka shinji
He is (not) a baka