CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Nu Normal (A COLORS ENCORE)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (Uh)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
The vibes are
The vibes are
Wine bottles, little shuffles and a couple friends
Playstation, Grand Theft and some M&M's
New work, more money, then a vacation
You work hard and play hard, I gotta make it make sense
Gotta make arrangements for my unborns
A one baby daddy situation was the old norm
These lot just wanna swipe right and watch YouP***
And I'm just tryna build a legacy
Okay, now word to Lex Amor
My mum ain't raise no b*t*h
My mum had me in some corduroy and some Nike kicks
My father had me on the keyboard at the age of six
My sister influenced the certain love I have for hits
My brother likewise and hooked me up with plenty lines
Lookin' back at it, he probably was committin' crimes
In certain places, they're just callin' that sh*t gettin' by
We're gettin' by, you either entertain or 9-5
It didn't matter when we're quarantined
It didn't matter when we're broke
I had to take a little second man
I took a second then I, ha-ha
You really think we're only standing by
You need to open your eyes, yeah
(Ah, ah)
I find myself drinkin' out of these wine bottles
And watchin' my mind shuffle
But the same thought is on repeat
Constantly eatin' from this tree in which Eve did
I find my struggles follow from what she did
But I is woman, so what we did?
Am I conceited for my thoughts?
I placed a tick and cross inside a nought
Made a game of noughts and crosses worth a thought
And I in session never deemed to judge but rule the court
Sugarcoating truth
That ain't food for thought
That's a fat a** lyin' on your a** diabetes a** answer
They never answer my question
Does wearing weave make me any less of a black girl?
Does saying n***a make me ignorant or forgivin'?
Just like, should I just be livin' or believing?
Should I just be livin' or believing?
Every time I get a little down, down, down, down
Me, I say 5 foot 10, I'm calm, don't grow again
Bad with a pen, lay up and shoot a Skeng
Short box braids, Reeboks, a hooligan
But zen, I am a gem'
Tell friends to uh, wait
5 foot 10, I'm calm, don't grow again
Bad with a pen, lay up and shoot a Skeng
Short box braids, Reeboks, a hooligan
But zen, I am a gem'
Tell friends to tell a friend
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
The vibes are
The vibes are
Wine bottles, little shuffles and a couple friends
Playstation, Grand Theft and some M&M's
New work, more money, then a vacation
You work hard and play hard, I gotta make it make sense
Gotta make arrangements for my unborns
A one baby daddy situation was the old norm
These lot just wanna swipe right and watch YouP***
And I'm just tryna build a legacy
Okay, now word to Lex Amor
My mum ain't raise no b*t*h
My mum had me in some corduroy and some Nike kicks
My father had me on the keyboard at the age of six
My sister influenced the certain love I have for hits
My brother likewise and hooked me up with plenty lines
Lookin' back at it, he probably was committin' crimes
In certain places, they're just callin' that sh*t gettin' by
We're gettin' by, you either entertain or 9-5
It didn't matter when we're quarantined
It didn't matter when we're broke
I had to take a little second man
I took a second then I, ha-ha
You really think we're only standing by
You need to open your eyes, yeah
(Ah, ah)
I find myself drinkin' out of these wine bottles
And watchin' my mind shuffle
But the same thought is on repeat
Constantly eatin' from this tree in which Eve did
I find my struggles follow from what she did
But I is woman, so what we did?
Am I conceited for my thoughts?
I placed a tick and cross inside a nought
Made a game of noughts and crosses worth a thought
And I in session never deemed to judge but rule the court
Sugarcoating truth
That ain't food for thought
That's a fat a** lyin' on your a** diabetes a** answer
They never answer my question
Does wearing weave make me any less of a black girl?
Does saying n***a make me ignorant or forgivin'?
Just like, should I just be livin' or believing?
Should I just be livin' or believing?
Every time I get a little down, down, down, down
Me, I say 5 foot 10, I'm calm, don't grow again
Bad with a pen, lay up and shoot a Skeng
Short box braids, Reeboks, a hooligan
But zen, I am a gem'
Tell friends to uh, wait
5 foot 10, I'm calm, don't grow again
Bad with a pen, lay up and shoot a Skeng
Short box braids, Reeboks, a hooligan
But zen, I am a gem'
Tell friends to tell a friend
