French Montana - Tonight Only lyrics
French Montana [Karim Kharbouch] Casablanca, Morocco, 🇲🇦/NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[French Montana - Tonight Only lyrics]
(Coke boy baby)
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
I hit the TV on the side tryna fix the channel
Now the Wraith with the stars till they light the candles
I can spin the block and have you spinnin' back
Or I can get on my grown man talk to Jim and Max
Tried to lock me on the block but I'm a visionary
Only place success before work is in the dictionary
I'm the seed
Throw dirt on me, I'ma grow
Sick in the head
Askin' puff about Pac and Big
I'ma catch up with Allah when we suppose to meet
Till then, bring the chair, table, and the groceries
For every snipe there's another ten ya don't see
We pretend money came, now we don't speak
I'm on the edge, tweakin' lately don't push it
Pills ate my brain up
I'm hooked, my insides cookin'
Cannon style if they wildin' out
Run 'em over Sug Knight when we ridin' out
One slip away
One plan away
One brick away
One scam away
On the road to the riches in my Chevrolet
Sheeps and goats
Cold killers, there was decent folks
Where the skinny die but we eat the most
Prayed on my enemies, started losin' friends
I could win it all or I could lose again
You need God on this level when your head spinnin'
'Cause the mountain top's small and the air thin
A visiting place
Not a living space
Gotta take the stripes
Right with the scars
Tell death to take it easy 'cause life is hard
One slip away
One plan away
One brick away
One scam away
Road to the riches in my Chevrolet
One slip away
One brick away
One plan away
One scam away
On the road to the riches in my Chevrolet
Hangin' with the killers is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things
Hangin' with some cold bitches, song I sing
Real bitches do real things
Ay
Get you all right with the top, ay
Whip it up til it foamin' at the top, ay
Backshots, she finna charge for the time, ay
From the block, finished off at the top, ay
Montana
Harry Fraud
This what we do
Got that wave before the title
Montega the great
LaFontaine shit
French Connection
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
I hit the TV on the side tryna fix the channel
Now the Wraith with the stars till they light the candles
I can spin the block and have you spinnin' back
Or I can get on my grown man talk to Jim and Max
Tried to lock me on the block but I'm a visionary
Only place success before work is in the dictionary
I'm the seed
Throw dirt on me, I'ma grow
Sick in the head
Askin' puff about Pac and Big
I'ma catch up with Allah when we suppose to meet
Till then, bring the chair, table, and the groceries
For every snipe there's another ten ya don't see
We pretend money came, now we don't speak
I'm on the edge, tweakin' lately don't push it
Pills ate my brain up
I'm hooked, my insides cookin'
Cannon style if they wildin' out
Run 'em over Sug Knight when we ridin' out
One slip away
One plan away
One brick away
One scam away
On the road to the riches in my Chevrolet
Sheeps and goats
Cold killers, there was decent folks
Where the skinny die but we eat the most
Prayed on my enemies, started losin' friends
I could win it all or I could lose again
You need God on this level when your head spinnin'
'Cause the mountain top's small and the air thin
A visiting place
Not a living space
Gotta take the stripes
Right with the scars
Tell death to take it easy 'cause life is hard
One slip away
One plan away
One brick away
One scam away
Road to the riches in my Chevrolet
One slip away
One brick away
One plan away
One scam away
On the road to the riches in my Chevrolet
Hangin' with the killers is the song I sing
Real niggas do real things
Hangin' with some cold bitches, song I sing
Real bitches do real things
Ay
Get you all right with the top, ay
Whip it up til it foamin' at the top, ay
Backshots, she finna charge for the time, ay
From the block, finished off at the top, ay
Montana
Harry Fraud
This what we do
Got that wave before the title
Montega the great
LaFontaine shit
French Connection