​maduro

[Intro: Steve Corona & Aaron Paul]
(heylog)
Sir, if you'd like to smoke, you need to be another twenty feet from the door
So roll me further, bitch

[Chorus]
Don't you ever talk about me, or you're gonna get yourself hurt
Wake up, and I'm winning, how does second feel when I'm first?
My life might be lame, but at least that I'm not lamer
I gotta get going, and I hope to see you never

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
I'm getting closer and closer and closer and closer
And closer and closer and closer
And closer
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
'Cause I'ma steer off if I keep losing composurе

[Bridge]
You're getting closer and closеr and closer and closer
And closer and closer and closer and close—
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's—

[Verse 2]
If you ever talk about me, boy, you're gonna get your ego hurt
How does second feel when I'm consistently just placing first?
Maybe you'll reflect from your mistakes, it's just how I have learned
We are not the same 'cause you are opposite of d—
I have fun, I don't need a beer
You talk and it goes out my ear
My hair smells like tobacco smoke
Puff cigars, the brand's Maduro
She's wasted while I'm cooking heat (Damn, son)
I-I-I can't talk, I'm making a beat
Can't text, I'm sweating down my chin
Pump iron bumping 2hollis

[Chorus]
Now don't you ever talk about me, or you're gonna get yourself hurt
Wake up, and I'm winning, how does second feel when I'm first?
My life might be lame, but at least that I'm not lamer
I gotta get going, and I hope to see you never

[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy