Исполнитель: Fousheé

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Песня: Gold Fronts
They don't make enough paper,
All this stream of thought spilling off my notebook,
And they don't make the sane type anymore,
All my homies got problems, and
We self medicate.
What'd you do today?
I stared at my phone for hours,
Since the city's fucked,
Why don't we twist one up,
Stretch out?

They can't take our gold fronts away,
Let em shine.
They can't take our gold fronts away,
Let em shine.
They don't make enough days in a month,
I got plans and they're all piled up,
And I think this year had a personal vendetta,
There's always 2031.
We self medicate.
What'd you do today?
I stared at my phone for hours,
Since the city's fucked,
Twist one up,
Stretch out.

They can't take our gold fronts away,
Let em shine.
They can't take our gold fronts away,
Let em shine.
They can't take our gold fronts away,
Let em shine.

They can't take my gold fronts,
They can't take these white cups that I just poured up,
They can't take these gold teeth,
They can't take this gold leaf that I just rolled up,
They can't take my gold blunt,
Can't tape my bullet holes up,
Can't take my close up,
They can't break my hoes up,
They can't break these shoulders
Or make my quota,
And I'm the one they take their notes from,
The one they try to take their flow from,
And if they drip, then I'm the one that it all flows from,
Silence of the lamb, don't wake this goat up,
They can't take the same road up,
They can't take when I roll up
With both my doors up,
They can't take all these chokers,
The gold one, the yellow gold, white gold, nor the rose one,
Can't break all these boulders I broke up,
New one make me hate my old one,
New bae ate my soul up,
Type of shit make me fold up,
But I'm still ho-hum, I just can't take it slow, huh?
I just can't fake it, no front,
It's me and Fousheé,
They just can't take this cold front,
They just can't take my gold fronts,
But this was golder.
I'm like, "Hold up!"
No one can take my gold fronts away.
No one can take my gold fronts away.

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Золотые зубы

Они маловато зарабатывают,
А весь этот поток мыслей льётся из моей тетрадки,
Сейчас не ненормальных уже нет,
У всех моих дружбанов проблемы, и
Мы сами лечим себя.
А что бы ты поделала сегодня?
Я часами втыкала в телефон,
Раз в городе творится пи**ец,..... [открыть перевод]

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