
Promise Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Route two, speeding through traffic
Saw the blue light, drove right past him
And I know I should slow down
My mind on a race, it be going ecstatic
I cannot be stagnant
Attracting the money, I be feeling like a magnet
Get the check and I cash it
I don't get much sleep but the sheet's silk fabric
I deserve it and crash
Work so hard but I know it be practice
What I'm rolling is gaseous
High but my mind be as clear as the glass is
And I see better in these glasses
Vintage 'script on the lens for the fashion
Money on the way like a package
Get what I wish I be feeling like Aladdin
Got places I that want to see
More places that I need to be right now
Who you wanna be?
Real talk but I'm not tryna to preach to you
Chasing that green like a dodger
Feeling like a workaholic
Shorty come through and recharge me
Tryna make it rain this bitch like August
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she gonna ride like Harleys
Shit gets dark like autumn
You know don't want smoke with the kid
I promise (yeah, yeah)
And that, I promise
I know you full of it, want the attention
You know I'm a hustler, money retention
Working in government, seeing a pension
It's better than the seeing the time in the pent
I had to get me some bread for my brethren
Had us a moment but then we got better
I had to sin but you know I repented
I'm hoping to see me a house on a pent
Snowy in Stowe, cold in the east
Sipping a joe, then I'ma ski
Rollin the dough, cranberry peaches
Kicking it back and do it for leisure
I get the racks like Serena
Williams, yeah
I'm front the the northeast like a pilgrim
(I'm from the Northeast, yeah)
Got places I that want to see
More places that I need to be right now
Who you wanna be?
Real talk but I'm not tryna to preach to you
Chasing that green like a dodger
Feeling like a workaholic
Shorty come through and recharge me
Tryna make it rain this bitch like August
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she gonna ride like Harleys
Shit gets dark like autumn
You know don't want smoke with the kid
I promise (yeah, yeah)
And that, I promise