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Broken Promises Video (MV)




Performed By: Leigh Paris
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Leigh Tzul-Ball




Leigh Paris - Broken Promises Lyrics
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You know I'm your type
You just want a rockstar for one night
You just wanna show out on your friends
You just wanna boss up on your old guy
But I ain't gon' promise you nothing
I just want something that's real
I just want count up my money
We in the crib in the hills
I can't make no promises
Girl that's just the way I live
Different city different bitch
I been on some different shit
I broke your heart and it is what it is
Sometimes I still reminisce
If you love me you'll let me win
I'll be back in a couple years
Took off like I hopped on a plane
In a different city trynna build my name
I ain't never hate just stayed in my lane
A lot of niggas switched when I rose to the fame
Imagine what they do when I hop in a range
When I feel this way I go blow Mary Jane
I touched me a bird and I grew me some wings
Come to my show I go crazy on stage
One thing about me no my gang never change
On 5500 we staying the same
Free all my brothers that's stuck in the cage
Don't speak everyday but I love you the same
The ice on the watch so our time not the same
The Cartier frames got a gold crust plate
I-i-i-i-i, I think I can fly
I-i-i-i-i, I can't see the time
I'm a business man but I don't rock no suit and tie
Don't got no rockband but I still rock out every night
You know I'm your type
You just want a rockstar for one night
You just wanna show out on your old friends
You just wanna boss up on your old guy
But I ain't gon' promise you nothing
I just want something that's real
I just want count up my money
We in the crib in the hills
You love when I spit you say my flow is ill
You don't gotta say it your expression will
We be f*cking five minutes into Netflix and chill
I really let you woosah really let you chill
Put the ice on and I gave you chills
Everybody ask me these questions how'd I make it here
If they talking that shit then they just mad cause they ain't famous yet
We had roaches that we killed with raid In the same crib that got raided yeah
Why they calling my phone I don't know all these numbers
These niggas be fake and these rappers be bluffing
Wanna take what I started and then put me under
Gotta get a phantom and stunt it this summer
Can't wait to go up I'm increasing my numbers
I see us flexing like baby and Stunna
I know we gon win cause we came out the jungle
I stand on my own and I'm flexing my muscle
I ain't scared to get into a fight we could tussle
I be sagging my pants see Alyx on the buckle
You be watching my moves so I know I can't trust you
I'm never gon lie if I tell you I love you
You know I'm your type
You just want a rockstar for one night
You just wanna show out on your old friends
You just wanna boss up on your old guy
But I ain't gon' promise you nothing
I just want something that's real
I just want count up my money
We in the crib in the hills
I can't make no promises
Girl that's just the way I live
Different city different bitch
I been on some different shit
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You know I'm your type
You just want a rockstar for one night
You just wanna show out on your friends
You just wanna boss up on your old guy
But I ain't gon' promise you nothing
I just want something that's real
I just want count up my money
We in the crib in the hills
I can't make no promises
Girl that's just the way I live
Different city different bitch
I been on some different shit
I broke your heart and it is what it is
Sometimes I still reminisce
If you love me you'll let me win
I'll be back in a couple years
Took off like I hopped on a plane
In a different city trynna build my name
I ain't never hate just stayed in my lane
A lot of niggas switched when I rose to the fame
Imagine what they do when I hop in a range
When I feel this way I go blow Mary Jane
I touched me a bird and I grew me some wings
Come to my show I go crazy on stage
One thing about me no my gang never change
On 5500 we staying the same
Free all my brothers that's stuck in the cage
Don't speak everyday but I love you the same
The ice on the watch so our time not the same
The Cartier frames got a gold crust plate
I-i-i-i-i, I think I can fly
I-i-i-i-i, I can't see the time
I'm a business man but I don't rock no suit and tie
Don't got no rockband but I still rock out every night
You know I'm your type
You just want a rockstar for one night
You just wanna show out on your old friends
You just wanna boss up on your old guy
But I ain't gon' promise you nothing
I just want something that's real
I just want count up my money
We in the crib in the hills
You love when I spit you say my flow is ill
You don't gotta say it your expression will
We be f*cking five minutes into Netflix and chill
I really let you woosah really let you chill
Put the ice on and I gave you chills
Everybody ask me these questions how'd I make it here
If they talking that shit then they just mad cause they ain't famous yet
We had roaches that we killed with raid In the same crib that got raided yeah
Why they calling my phone I don't know all these numbers
These niggas be fake and these rappers be bluffing
Wanna take what I started and then put me under
Gotta get a phantom and stunt it this summer
Can't wait to go up I'm increasing my numbers
I see us flexing like baby and Stunna
I know we gon win cause we came out the jungle
I stand on my own and I'm flexing my muscle
I ain't scared to get into a fight we could tussle
I be sagging my pants see Alyx on the buckle
You be watching my moves so I know I can't trust you
I'm never gon lie if I tell you I love you
You know I'm your type
You just want a rockstar for one night
You just wanna show out on your old friends
You just wanna boss up on your old guy
But I ain't gon' promise you nothing
I just want something that's real
I just want count up my money
We in the crib in the hills
I can't make no promises
Girl that's just the way I live
Different city different bitch
I been on some different shit
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Writer: Leigh Tzul-Ball
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