j.c.m.b dutch (feat. s.o.g) şarkı sözleri

Now growing up I didn't trust many Rolling up the dutch plenty Got me looking over both my shoulders Hand is clutched ready Never did my stuff steady Paranoid as f*ck really Never let my walls down Never gave a f*ck really Now growing up I didn't trust many Rolling up the dutch plenty Got me looking over both my shoulders Hand is clutched ready Never did my stuff steady Paranoid as f*ck really Never let my walls down Never gave a f*ck really Till I came into this game I was no one People never knew this name, there was no love Never knew I moved this way, til I showed up Knew that I could school this game, if I showed em I'm 26 and I'm still sick in this head, I'm still sick with the pen Those drugs got through to me and I'm loosing it But I'm new to keeping it zen This is that meditation no medication, this dedication I have that I got stories here's that send shivers through And you tripping out that I rap that It ain't that bad, but I'm paranoid You get this far and the love to hate I got people thinking I'm heaven sent But I'm blood thirsty I love the taste And I'm sorry but my lyrics hit you, don't think that's a good thing They listen to my cracker stuff and thinking I'm rapping hood things But look please, I spent my life cooked see That both my parents threw me on the streets And I got hooked in But look please, I spent my life cooked see That both my parents threw me on the streets And I got hooked in Now growing up I didn't trust many Rolling up the dutch plenty Got me looking over both my shoulders Hand is clutched ready Never did my stuff steady Paranoid as f*ck really Never let my walls down Never gave a f*ck really Now growing up I didn't trust many Rolling up the dutch plenty Got me looking over both my shoulders Hand is clutched ready Never did my stuff steady Paranoid as f*ck really Never let my walls down Never gave a f*ck really I spent the last 365 Wide awake on that paranoia Bipolar gave me trust issues And those inner demons Try control the pen if i write sober So I'm fucked up, walk in the lab With a can and i untuck F*ck it i twist the ignition I'm popping the barrel Been bagging up tough luck Those four leaf clovers Blowing that smoke I ain't ever gone blow my composure That Son of a gun buss Those oppas been claiming they trapping They Lacking the source, I'm leaving em unplugged I was rocking a bally aint have me no cellly But i seen my cuzzy get cuffed up Get free, just to get six feet deep Now my sleeve where my heart pump All the shit i seen, been behind the scenes For a reason now I'm uncut All my devils leaned off a mezzanine Broken wings all fucked up All my angels got is guidance Lately moving in the silence I seen the signs like to many times Been both sides of that violence All the trials and them tribulations Turned my pen game into a Tyrant Really been ready to die like biggie Those suicidal thoughts hanging the line up Now my name up on a lineup Whole tribe full of grinders You know where to find us South easts finest Now growing up I didn't trust many Rolling up the Dutch plenty Got me looking over both my shoulders Hand is clutched ready Never did my stuff steady Paranoid as f*ck really Never let my walls down Never gave a f*ck really Now growing up I didn't trust many Rolling up the dutch plenty Got me looking over both my shoulders Hand is clutched ready Never did my stuff steady Paranoid as f*ck really Never let my walls down Never gave a f*ck really You know what its like when your head is involved in this The circle I sit in indulged in this Your pockets are heavy with guilt And you tripping the day that your gunna caught with this There isn't that many that from this walked this I've seen anyway it can go I got verses I never put down on a record Cause people would never put that a song And when I woke up to this something it changed to me And everyone wasn't the same to me And then I picked up on the pen And wrote it easy everything came to me So read between letters from J to B And maybe you'll C.M the way to be Just look at the way that I spit it I write it and read it the way that I lay the beat
Sanatçı: J.C.M.B
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