Текст KOTA The Friend – Pigeon Prelude

They tryna get their bread
Get it like «Cool what’s next?»
All I wanna do lay my nest
See this world nigga just stay blessed
Furthermore
These days I live for the simple things
My mama travelling Europe
My father sailing the ocean
I send my shawty some roses
I spend my days with my oldies
I live a motherfucking dream
You can’t tell me nothing
Oatmeal cookies in the oven
Thanksgiving pass the stuffin’, oh
Everywhere I’m walking slow
This is all I ever wanted
Going wherever the sun is
Rocking chair you hear me hummin’
Chillest nigga in the function, oh
Every day is like a dream