ishmael barre day 2 day şarkı sözleri
Small lil chain I’m wet up
Can’t compare I’m better
Crab my cash I claim my cheddar
Then out my face I’m fed up
Knock me down I get up
Knock me down get sprayed, get wet up
How I’m raised, I was raised to go and get the cash not save and stack my bread up
Working like day to day
Just for the stars in the wraith
Nah I’m playing
Working like day to day
Just for all the days they took my days away
Tried to lock me up, tried to take my faith away
Break away
I had to fight my case like day yo day
Changed the game
I let god pave the way
Now I got faith for days
Paid my fine, god made a way
Counting this cash, got paid today
On my ass, it’s make or break
Stack or starve, I’m working day to day
Thanking god, I appreciate
Now I appreciate
They said I won’t beat the case
And I beat the case
Threaten me tomorrow
You gon’ bleed today
Stress on me cus I don’t borrow
They said lead the way
So I’m on my own, it’s feeling like a piece of cake
Watch when this shit blow they gon’ ask for a piece of cake
I ain’t surprised cus that shit Global
These niggas cap and that shit blow up
My dawg rapping hope he blow up
The police stopped me that’s a hold up
It’s cus I’m black they want me rolled up
I ain’t an actor I’ve been caught up
My life been tragic this my passion I don’t pour up
Imma make it swear just wait and I will show ya
You say that you great that you gon make it but you ran
(I put my all into this shit)
When there’s weight we tend to break or can’t even stand
(I put my all into this shit)
Somehow I made it through the danger with a plan
(I put my all into this shit)
Whenever I ball it’s no assist
I work so hard that I won’t miss
I showed him mercy let him live
(Swear to god that I won’t miss)
I showed him mercy let him live
(Every op they gon get hit yea)
I call my dawg he hear in minutes
(Every op is on my list yea)
He knows to get out when I walk in
Got a new job that’s brinks fr
Spoke my truth my pen fr
(I put my all into this shit)
Focused on rap I’m back fr
This no act my raps fr
This my passion mixed with skill
(I work so hard and I can’t quit)
I work so hard and I won’t miss yea
Bitches doing the most
Niggas doing the most
Can’t perceive the flows I got stacked on the low
A shame he ain’t choke
Fans on me broke
Patiently waiting for me to blow

