Текст Yoshi Flower – Brown Paper Bag 2.0

Breathe in, breath out (My daily meditation)
Breathe in, breath out (Rico, Rico)
Breathe in, breath out (You’re keepin’ me from faintin’)
Breathe in, breath out (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

In a brown paper bag where you kept all the wax
And the bad habits flashback
You kept a stash of the shit, it’s like Slash with the licks
How I wish we could kick that
Bored type of feel that you fought when its real
And how I wish that I had all the things that I lack
Life’s a gas, so you gotta get rich real fast, yeah

I know I ain’t the cutest bitch walkin’
But I might be the realest bitch talkin’
Growin’ up I ain’t ever really had shit
Talk tough, but we know you ain’t ’bout shit
I just spent ’bout ten thousand
I’m dressed in Italian
I just left from the islands
Sun settin’ while I’m landin’
Can’t act like I understand it

I got mine, I don’t need yours
City every night, sold-out shows
You’ve been with me through it all
When everyone let me down
‘Cause you know by now how the game goes
Always stay ten-toes
Woh, oh, yeah

Breathe in, breath out
Breathe in, breath out

Breathe in, breath out