White Leather Songtext
If you're talking the hardest
Never thought as an artist
These days would be the hardest
And you'd miss the ones where you're starving, starving
Relieve pressure when I'm laughing
And I drive fast, make her car-sick
And I walk fast 'cause I'm cautious
Money sick, make a man nauseous
Big stresser, stay vex, no pressure
Yeah, you're riding with a big stepper
Never thought as an artist
These days would be the hardest
And you'd miss the ones where you're starving, starving
Relieve pressure when I'm laughing
And I drive fast, make her car-sick
And I walk fast 'cause I'm cautious
Money sick, make a man nauseous
Big stresser, stay vex, no pressure
Yeah, you're riding with a big stepper
Riding with a big stepper
Talk to me like talk ain't enough
Talk to mе like leaving's the hardеst
Talk to me like you can't get enough
Talk to me like without you's the darkest
Talk to me like I'll never get enough
Talk to me like death till I'm parting
Talk to me like he's not your darg
Talk to me like dearly departed
When the check come, do you get stressed?
When the rent come, will you get blessed?
If a questions asked you just guess
Yeah, some folk never get rest
Yeah
Make a mess
When the tech come out, make a mess
Pester my dogs and get pressured
No stresser No stresser
No stresser
If you come through, keep the drinks away from the leather
When you look back do you see heaven?
Do your lies make sense when you tell them?
Tell the guys you brought to the section Don't flick ash on the white leather
Don't flick ash on the white leather
Don't flick ash on my white leather
If your palm gets sweaty on the weapon Better stay back, you're not my brother
Talk to me like talk ain't enough
Talk to mе like leaving's the hardеst
Talk to me like you can't get enough
Talk to me like without you's the darkest
Talk to me like I'll never get enough
Talk to me like death till I'm parting
Talk to me like he's not your darg
Talk to me like dearly departed
When the check come, do you get stressed?
When the rent come, will you get blessed?
If a questions asked you just guess
Yeah, some folk never get rest
Yeah
Make a mess
When the tech come out, make a mess
Pester my dogs and get pressured
No stresser No stresser
No stresser
If you come through, keep the drinks away from the leather
When you look back do you see heaven?
Do your lies make sense when you tell them?
Tell the guys you brought to the section Don't flick ash on the white leather
Don't flick ash on the white leather
Don't flick ash on my white leather
If your palm gets sweaty on the weapon Better stay back, you're not my brother
