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Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
History |
| Bar flipping for whoever will listen I been your favorite |
| Heard my first verse from hot 97 feel like I made it |
| Give up this shit and just scramble nights that I made it |
| Gave my better half to music still underappreciated |
| Overlooked this is somethin' that we created |
| Nigga will rather run from the culture yet come for the easy payment |
| Stuck with the cliché got the belief to change it |
| Overshadow with the thought of you possibly being famous |
| Wanted never run from the cops and they brain |
| Its so easy to forget sunny days the rain raised us |
| I felt some kind of therapy joinin' the cypher |
| Had to jot to keep my hands still made me strong as a writer |
| Flew past the stage as a hobby song of a lifer |
| Took undivided attention it’s cool long as I like her |
| Somewhere down the line flirtin' turn into love |
| Out here waitin' for my turn to reap |
| Tournament for the thugs |
| We got all this history but you don’t fuck with me like you used to do |
| Can’t you tell they using you? It was just all beautiful |
| I heard you lost your love for the real hate to assume its true |
| I been front row at the funeral hopin' I catch your contact |
| Forever and beyond that, far away from the contract |
| Don’t feel I’m a ever get my mind back |
| You no longer need what I’m bringin' that’s what you’re tellin' me |
| Turn your back on my wisdom for catchin' melodies |
| Lemme guess there’s a line of rappers ahead of me |
| Planted my hood flag in the ground where they can never be |
| Bunch of crabs in the barrel pile on the jealousy |
| Further I got away found me stepping down from celebrity |
| You don’t deserve hospitality be a casualty |
| Body strung up for cavalry knot right along with your battery |
| Too many lacking the knowledge fraudin' for salary |
| Took this shit in my own hands being all that I had to be |
| The game is muffled now need a moment of clarity |
| Your work is a reflection just leave it home, don’t embarrass me |
| Born into hip hop you feel a bar set raise when my shit drops |
| Most dangerous drug right out the zip lock |
| Plug me into your system and get a lit block |
| Had to adapt to what it went through |
| Pistol on hip cock |
| We got all this history but you don’t fuck with me like you used to do |
| Can’t you tell they using you? It was just all beautiful |
| I heard you lost your love for the real hate to assume its true |
| I been front row at the funeral hopin' I catch your contact |
| Forever and beyond that, far away from the contract |
| Don’t feel I’m a ever get my mind back |