Lunaa, Pradaaslife - Hall of fame lyrics
[Lunaa, Pradaaslife - Hall of fame lyrics]
Pradaa
Yeah, it’s so hard to focus
When I’m always liquored up
Hold on to the currency then
Spend it at the club
Money grows with time and right
Now I’m growing up
If you give me one more drink I’m
Throwing up all in the tub
Now we’re all smoking in the Hall of fame
It’s me, Pradaa man
Yeah we critically acclaimed
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Shame)
If you love on me if you hate on me
You can save me baby, baby
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Now you don’t, what a shame)
(Yeah) Yeah I ball
Got three stacks in my jeans (Yeah)
You know I gotta be dressed up by any means
(Yes sir) and if you love on me
And if you hate on me
You know it gotta be something special (Woah)
Make the day start glowing
Fitted cap with glasses
Hall of fame where we smoking (Yeah, Pradaa)
My wardrobe a smoothie mix
Chanel with Rick Owens (Mixing brah)
All black car, I’m spooky pulling up
Slow motion (Yeah, go)
Yeah, yeah sharing my kind soul
With my ghosts like oh (Hey)
How you been today? Yeah, I’ve been on a roll
(I’ve been good) two, three, four
Got number nine that’s not in store
(Not in store)
Talking to my mind like 'Wassup
How’s your cold?'
Follow the path, follow your wish-list
Shopping bags like it is Christmas
Believe in myself, Pradaa religious
(Religious)
Pop a bottle on a Monday, fuck traditions
(Yeah)
Now we’re all smoking in the Hall of Fame
It’s me, Pradaa man
Yeah we critically acclaimed (Yeah, wassup)
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Shame, yeah)
If you love on me if you hate on me
You can save me baby, baby
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (What a shame)
Now we’re all smoking in the Hall of Fame
It’s me, Pradaa man
Yeah we critically acclaimed
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame if you love on me
If you hate on me you can save me baby, baby
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Shame)
Pradaa
Yeah, it’s so hard to focus
When I’m always liquored up
Hold on to the currency then
Spend it at the club
Money grows with time and right
Now I’m growing up
If you give me one more drink I’m
Throwing up all in the tub
Now we’re all smoking in the Hall of fame
It’s me, Pradaa man
Yeah we critically acclaimed
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Shame)
If you love on me if you hate on me
You can save me baby, baby
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Now you don’t, what a shame)
(Yeah) Yeah I ball
Got three stacks in my jeans (Yeah)
You know I gotta be dressed up by any means
(Yes sir) and if you love on me
And if you hate on me
You know it gotta be something special (Woah)
Make the day start glowing
Fitted cap with glasses
Hall of fame where we smoking (Yeah, Pradaa)
My wardrobe a smoothie mix
Chanel with Rick Owens (Mixing brah)
All black car, I’m spooky pulling up
Slow motion (Yeah, go)
Yeah, yeah sharing my kind soul
With my ghosts like oh (Hey)
How you been today? Yeah, I’ve been on a roll
(I’ve been good) two, three, four
Got number nine that’s not in store
(Not in store)
Talking to my mind like 'Wassup
How’s your cold?'
Follow the path, follow your wish-list
Shopping bags like it is Christmas
Believe in myself, Pradaa religious
(Religious)
Pop a bottle on a Monday, fuck traditions
(Yeah)
Now we’re all smoking in the Hall of Fame
It’s me, Pradaa man
Yeah we critically acclaimed (Yeah, wassup)
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Shame, yeah)
If you love on me if you hate on me
You can save me baby, baby
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (What a shame)
Now we’re all smoking in the Hall of Fame
It’s me, Pradaa man
Yeah we critically acclaimed
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame if you love on me
If you hate on me you can save me baby, baby
Looking at my lock screen
Staring at your name
You could’ve known us, now you don’t
What a shame (Shame)
Pradaa