November
| Title | November |
|---|---|
| Artist | Tiger Tchakounté |
| Album | Try This At Home |
| Release Date | 2020-07-31 |
| Description | ? |
| Lyrics | [Hook 1: Tiger Tchakounté ] Don't matter 'til you fall above Don't matter if you fall in love Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up [Pre-verse: Kydea] Yeah Let me talk my shit for a second Yeah, yeah, look [Verse 1: Kydea] I got a whole lot of enemies I know a bitch that been talking that shit but then sees me and can't keep that energy (On god) I'm tryna make up some synergy With the life that I live I can't contemplate on petty shit I did (I did) Or worry about the little crushes I didn’t I'mma take her to the back it'll be more than a minute (Bitch) It's been 5 years in the making These little boys they be claiming they grinding but don't even know what they saying I'm finna go super saiyan Fuck you mean you ain't two faced? (What the fuck) You let niggas in yo' mouth like some toothpaste With yo' bunk ass weave like a toupee (Bunk) And you rocking those Fila's that be too bait I've been on this endless feeling Fighting demons it's a struggle but I'm winning I can't let it fuck my head though it hurts the ceiling I learned trusting ain't the motive 'less we talking bout the millions Yeah Little bitch Ay Fuck love come suck on the dick Ay I broke your back like a stick She robbing hearts from these niggas Left and right on these niggas Cause she looking like a fucking lick (That's a fendi) Damn, I still wanna fuck and lick you You might also like[Hook 2: Tiger Tchakounté] Don't matter 'til you fall above Don't matter if you fall in love Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Don't matter 'til you fall above Don't matter if you fall in love Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up [Verse 2: Tiger Tchakounté] And the homies told me cut you off my mental is the cure with no doubt But my mama raised me heart to be way bigger than allowed Shoot a nigga if you jumping with your Jordans on my couch Bleach me if I shed a tear for you on my sounds All of my beats say "wow" You tryna beef say "pow" Me and catching feelings left and right, heart say "ow" City smoking loud in the summer Saw you fancy, got me dumber, got my system going drummer Cool down Kobe told me "keep that focus leveled" Thought I told you quiet, foot is sleeping on the pedal What's the magic recipe? I don't know, I just the mess beat Stay sick, yeah that's the remedy, I guess the rest is yet to be Ay Flying lotus Came in the whip that they used for Otis Left me on seen but I know you notice Cause I stand out to your man who novice Make a plan switch, to the main part Do it for niggas who feel your art Flex on the odds, when you skin is dark Do it for whoever in your heart [Hook 3: Tiger Tchakounté] Don't matter 'til you fall above Don't matter if you fall in love Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Don't matter 'til you fall above Don't matter if you fall in love Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up Keep fucking it up |