Statement - Sino Finesse

Pull up in a four-by-four, yeah Outside your door Even when it's raining You got me singing your praises Girl, I'm tryna make a statement Even in slips you're nice, girl, you really make a statement You already know what I want, I want you, I'm getting impatient Pull up in a four-by-four, yeah Outside your door Even when it's raining You got me singing your praises Girl, I'm tryna make a statement Every single day, I be singing your praises, baby (yeah) Every morning, afternoon, and on a nightly basis, crazy 'Cause you're the number one, the only one Tell them other girls to run, 'cause I am done Girl, tonight is your night So don't be camera shy My sweet one a winner 'cah you know you got class Hips too amazing when you wine no glass Time we spend together, girl, I'm tryna make last Call it Ramadan because it goes too fast Yeah, and I'm the one that you need Too much pride, I ain't gonna beg, please True say you've got me feeling like T-Wayne I don't know what you got that wanna drive me insane Even in slips you're nice, girl, you really make a statement You already know what I want, I want you, I'm getting impatient Pull up in a four-by-four, yeah Outside your door Even when it's raining You got me singing your praises Girl, I'm tryna make a statement Praise the Lord, from the floor to the top You're what I've been praying for and thankful that I got A little track's for charming, someone kick it from the off And when we hit it off, I knew that I was nearly bending off And that's a good riddance If you was a devil then I'd definitely sin If you was an angel then I'd defo repent And if you was an ocean, I would definitely swim I'm so blessed to be pressed against your skin Tell me when you wine, girl, you ain't gotta do it long, -ong Pull up in a four-by-four, meet me outside your door, -or Baby girl, you're more than a friend More than a lover, yeah And, yeah, you been good on your own But I need you here in my zone Even in slips you're nice, girl, you really make a statement You already know what I want, I want you, I'm getting impatient Pull up in a four-by-four, yeah Outside your door Even when it's raining You got me singing your praises Girl, I'm tryna make a statement (pull up in a four-by-four) Yeah Outside your door Even when it's raining You got me singing your praises Girl, I'm tryna make a statement

"Mero! Mero! Mero! Mero! Jetzt ist es offiziell – kein anderer Newcomer hat es direkt so weit geschafft" "Leute, Mero hat wirklich alles komplett rasiert Aktuell spricht wirklich ganz Deutschrap über ihn" "Mero bricht erneut die Rekorde" "Wie erklärt ihr euch den Erfolg von Mero?" "Wie sollen denn in vierzehn Tagen- "Der ist kein Rapper!" "-Achtzig Prozent der deutschen diesen Song hören?" (Iceberg) Ich hab' gelernt zu fliegen erst bei Gegenwind Jeder redet, doch ist nach einem Tag in mei'm Leben still (aiwa, ska) Wollt aus Favelas in den Porsche Panamera spring'n Deshalb geb' ich ein'n Fick drauf (ey), was ein Arbeitgeber will (ey) Seit ich rapp' (brra), ist Insta die Hoffnung aller Ghettos Jeder Kanak wird Manager und sucht ein'n Mero Erst kommt der Fleiß, dann Blut, Tränen, Schweiß Dann der Hype und am Ende der Neid als Echo (pah, pah, pah, pah) Neue Rekorde im Wochentakt Ohne es zu woll'n, auf ganz locker Und trotzdem reden manche hier noch von unverdient Als ob der Hype und Erfolg nicht am Hunger liegt, du kleiner Piç (Piç) Wallah, keine Geduld, nein (nein) Ich bin jung, gesund, will mehr Klunker (Klunker) Ein paar Batzen sind schon gebunkert Habe aber dafür zu viel Last auf den Schultern (wah) Ich habe das Spiel mit dem Feuer gehasst Aber nie Paranoia gehabt Damals haben die Leute gelacht Denn ein Macher wird, bis er es schafft, nur ein Träumer genannt (brra, ey) Ich bin on fire, fire, fire (fire, fire) Was ist das für ein Hayat, Hayat, Hayat? (Hayat, Hayat) Sie wollen, dass ich scheiter', aber nein, Mann (nein, nein) Glaub es mir, keiner kriegt (niemand) Mich jemals klein (keiner), ich bin (brra) Immer noch on fire, fire, fire (fire, fire) Was ist das für ein Hayat, Hayat, Hayat? (Hayat, Hayat) Sie wollen, dass ich scheiter', aber nein, Mann (nein, nein) Glaub es mir, keiner kriegt (niemand) Mich jemals klein (keiner; ey), ich bin (wah) Auf dem Weg nach oben wollten so viele, dass ich es schaff' (eh) Aber komisch, seit ich oben bin, wurde aus Liebe Hass (ey) Kam aus dem Dreck, keiner hat mich gecheckt Heute sagen sie, sie war'n schon immer dabei (wah) Mein Herz wie ein Stein, doch der Stein ist mit Diamonds bedeckt jetzt Und hängt an der Kette am Hals (wah, wah, brra) "Mero klaut Flows", "Mero kauft Klicks" "Mero macht dies, das" – lan, Mero macht Hits! Sag', wie es ist, machen Fitna, doch geb' keine Ficks Bei mir läuft, ob du willst oder nicht (poh, poh, poh, poh) Ja, ich war damals auf Arbia-Push Digga, von Rotterdam bis Dicker Busch Doch Gott sei Dank wurde ich nicht wie paar aus meiner Gegend hier Von dieser Straße geschluckt Meine Schule wollt mich hochnehm'n, aber ohne mich Lohnt sich nicht, wir wollten Kohle zähl'n Wollt zu keiner Ausbildung oder Kurse geh'n Und kein Shirt, auf dem Opel steht Kurz losgelegt, auf einmal werden Shows hochverlegt Sie tun so, als hätten sie Millionenbudgets (pah, pah, pah, pah) Nur so in mein'n Schoß gelegt Als hätt ich keine ganze Generation geprägt, eh Tam, in den 80er-Jahren kamen meine Eltern aus Kelkit Heute schick' ich sie mit Helal-Money und mit Erste-Klasse-Tickets straight auf die Caymans (hey) Trage die Hände vor meinem Gesicht, Denn wir sind nicht das grösser auf dieser Welt Zu viele haten, doch der da oben sieht alles (alles) – das ist mein Statement (ey) Ich bin on fire, fire, fire (fire, fire) Was ist das für ein Hayat, Hayat, Hayat? (Hayat, Hayat) Sie wollen, dass ich scheiter', aber nein, Mann (nein, nein) Glaub es mir, keiner kriegt (niemand) Mich jemals klein (keiner), ich bin (brra) Immer noch on fire, fire, fire (Fire, fire) Was ist das für ein Hayat, Hayat, Hayat? (Hayat, Hayat) Sie wollen, dass ich scheiter', aber nein, Mann Glaub es mir, keiner kriegt Mich jemals klein, ich bin (immer noch on fire) Ich bin immer noch on fire Ich bin immer noch on fire

Uh, check this out Yeah Uh-huh Always, always mean what you say (Cole, you stupid) Real nigga 'til I leave (you know that) Elevated, do this rappin' shit with ease I got a brick on my sleeve, you dissin' me, please Comparin' me to different MC's, stop it I'm really in the shit so I don't pop it Before Twitter was trendin' topic (ayy) I was on the block with thirty shots and Glocks Had the spot hoppin' (Swervo), dummy But they actin' like they don't remember that (yeah) Been a leader with that heater, I got right up into that You can never take a killin' back Whole hеart was in the streets I had to leave hеr, get my fucking feelings back Same spot they shot my brother, next day I'm chillin' at (ask) I ain't lyin' they was winning 'Til we started spinnin' back (spinnin' back) But anyway, said enough of that Let's talk about this paper (let's talk about it) Let's talk about them jets, yeah, let's talk about Jamaica (come on) Ask about me, I ain't never been a fraud (never) I went hard from the start (the start) In my city I'm a god, motherfucker If you know, you know Never been no phony though Rollies for my brodie though Barely know Joe Rodeo (for real) Heard they lookin' for me, I'm like, "Oh, I'm on the way" Bond money, know I'm straight I spent a 130K at the gate (yeah) They like, "Swervo stay safe", I'm like, "Man, y'all late" (y'all late) Yellin', "Free me", I'm like, "I've been in the crib all day" I'm in Cali thinkin' how I come from pissy hallways Long as I never go back, I'm that nigga always (always) And you know that Been havin' these M's but they taught me not to show that (for what?) Before that, like a throwback (like a throwback) Soon as the shit go left, I'ma throw back (brrr) And I could've bought the Rolls last year but instead, I bought a four-flat That's no bap (no bap) Pro Chicago, I'm pro 'Raq (I'm from the 'Raq) I'm motivation for the trenches 'cause I'm Pro-Black (Pro-Black) Real No Limit so we don't play by the rules How the fuck I catch a case? We bought a school (damn) Don't be fooled, you niggas fools (fool ass nigga) On the 'Gram readin' comments I'm like, "Ooh, cool, so they want me to lose" I can't break like I'm bulletproof (teflon) And I can say what I wan' say All I'm gon' say is before fame, bitch I been the truth (ayy) And when you put it on my name, gotta send some proof (dumb ass) They like, "Charge it to the game", I got feelings too (I do) Shit be difficult (yeah), but still visual (it is) Me and JB just been talking 'bout residual (you dig?) Checkin' on my analytics shit, get digital (shit, get digital) Yo, just stay up off my dick, it ain't consensual Nigga G Herbo Too fire, the album comin' soon, nigga

You know I'm tryna stay away from you You know I'm tryna keep my distance Somehow you always get your way, don't you? You get me right back in my feelings, oh, woah You got bad intentions, baby, I can tell You don't like seein' me with nobody else, ah-ah So you come and give me your affection, yeah-yeah But I know it's just finesse, finesse Always in my phone, soon as I move on, oh Finesse, finesse As soon as I give in, you end up leavin', oh-oh-oh Finesse, finesse Always up and goin' but never leave me 'lone, oh-oh Finesse, finesse Finesse, oh, finesse Nigga, I ain't 'bout to play these games wit' you 'Cause I know exactly what you're doin' (you're doin') I peep it every time you're feelin' alone So tell me who you think you foolin'? Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah You got bad intentions, baby, I can tell (ooh, ooh) You don't like seein' me with nobody else, ah-ah So I never let you fuck my head up, no, no, no 'Cause I know it's just finesse (oh, oh, oh), finesse Always in my phone (my phone), soon as I move on (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) Finesse, oh, no, finesse, hey As soon as I give in (give in), you end up leavin', oh-oh-oh Finesse (yeah, yeah), finesse Always up and goin' (and goin') but never leave me 'lone, oh-oh (oh nah) Finesse, finesse Finesse, oh, finesse It's all a finesse All a finesse, all a finesse All a finesse All a finesse, all a finesse But I been peeped game Oh yeah, I been peeped game I been peeped it, been peeped it I did, I did (No funny shit) (You do one fuckin' thing to a nigga) (And all the shit he puts you through goes out the motherfuckin' window) (Like, sir, so we just gonna act like you ain't do what you did that made me do what I did) (You the one that sparked the revolution) (It's a revolution)

Yeah Turn everything up Yeah, oh, yeah Turn everything up a little more I want my baby to have your eyes I'm going against my own advice Should I do New York? I can't decide Fashion Week is more your thing than mine I can't even lie, I'd rather stay inside I can't do suit and tie Can't be in a room with you and stand on different sides One thing at a time, I have to learn to hide One thing at a time, Emotions running high I wish you felt alright Just hitting my line All the time, all the time, all the– You stay on my mind All the time, all the time (yeah) It takes some finesse I seen you finesse He can't know finesse You stay on my mind You and your sister, too hot to handle Things would get cancelled, I would make time for you Commitment, goin' the distance I'm new to all of this It takes some finesse I seen you finesse He can't know finesse You stay on my mind