Big Boi, Phantogram, A$AP Rocky - Lines lyrics
Phantogram [Sarah Barthel, Josh Carter] Greenwich, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Big Boi, Phantogram, A$AP Rocky - Lines lyrics]
Now that's what the fuck I'm talking 'bout
DF to A$AP Mob
Uh, lines – tell 'em read between it
Tripping while I'm slipping
Busy fighting off these demons
Listen while I'm spitting boy
You probably won't believe it
But life is so terrific
Tell 'em pinch me if I'm dreaming
Revenue's what I get-get
Your bitch is what I did hit
And I'm 'bout my business
Them pesos what I did get
Made a hit, had a fix
They saying you’s the shiz-nit
Tell them get off my diz-nick
You bucketheaded bitches
Crossing all the lines
Time is only racing time
He flippin' to the bars so
I'm only raising mine
Depending on the grind is the
Only way to shine
So I'm feeling like the odds is
The only state of mind
And it's finna give me peace
Life up in these streets
Equipped with a piece 'case
You niglets wanted beef
'Cause man gave us laws and God gave us time
It's the art of storytelling and
I'm only telling mine
The lines we've crossed
(The lines we've crossed)
Have always been why I've lost
It changes all the time
Cause I've wondered how (I've wondered how)
I’m happier when I lose what
I’ve needed all my life talk that shit Boi
Straight out of the belly of East Point
Yeah that's my origins
Was born in West Savannah
Georgia then I was born again
Like the baby in the manger
I gave my life to Jesus because He
Could protect me from the dangers
In the circle of angels
Just to help me shine my halo
Attended Sunday school but it felt like
It was every day though
I didn't have a suit or no fancy shoes
We went in our play clothes
Received the word and it
Molded me like Play-Doh
But nigga, we don't play though
We don't play though they say we get lower
Than an alligator's navel
And when I say gator, I mean
That gator that match that sable, fur coat
I wish that PETA would throw some
Blood off on my fur folk boy, ass whoopin'
They out'chea eating flesh but wanna
Worry how I'm lookin'
I stay simply fresh to def
Sir Lucious Left Foot, best foot forward
You reap what you sow and now it's showing
The lines we've crossed
(The lines we've crossed)
Have always been why I've lost
It changes all the time
Cause I've wondered how (I've wondered how)
I’m happier when I lose what
I’ve needed all my life
DF to A$AP Mob
Uh, lines – tell 'em read between it
Tripping while I'm slipping
Busy fighting off these demons
Listen while I'm spitting boy
You probably won't believe it
But life is so terrific
Tell 'em pinch me if I'm dreaming
Revenue's what I get-get
Your bitch is what I did hit
And I'm 'bout my business
Them pesos what I did get
Made a hit, had a fix
They saying you’s the shiz-nit
Tell them get off my diz-nick
You bucketheaded bitches
Crossing all the lines
Time is only racing time
He flippin' to the bars so
I'm only raising mine
Depending on the grind is the
Only way to shine
So I'm feeling like the odds is
The only state of mind
And it's finna give me peace
Life up in these streets
Equipped with a piece 'case
You niglets wanted beef
'Cause man gave us laws and God gave us time
It's the art of storytelling and
I'm only telling mine
The lines we've crossed
(The lines we've crossed)
Have always been why I've lost
It changes all the time
Cause I've wondered how (I've wondered how)
I’m happier when I lose what
I’ve needed all my life talk that shit Boi
Straight out of the belly of East Point
Yeah that's my origins
Was born in West Savannah
Georgia then I was born again
Like the baby in the manger
I gave my life to Jesus because He
Could protect me from the dangers
In the circle of angels
Just to help me shine my halo
Attended Sunday school but it felt like
It was every day though
I didn't have a suit or no fancy shoes
We went in our play clothes
Received the word and it
Molded me like Play-Doh
But nigga, we don't play though
We don't play though they say we get lower
Than an alligator's navel
And when I say gator, I mean
That gator that match that sable, fur coat
I wish that PETA would throw some
Blood off on my fur folk boy, ass whoopin'
They out'chea eating flesh but wanna
Worry how I'm lookin'
I stay simply fresh to def
Sir Lucious Left Foot, best foot forward
You reap what you sow and now it's showing
The lines we've crossed
(The lines we've crossed)
Have always been why I've lost
It changes all the time
Cause I've wondered how (I've wondered how)
I’m happier when I lose what
I’ve needed all my life