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I might get psalms 82:6 tatted on me Hope my siblings can feel it That way the next time they ask me who we think we are I can tell em it's written in scriptures Oh my lord They shot up everything I believed in, now it's holy war More callus than in my younger years But just as gullible when it comes to my love and views That's why loving you was so needed Cause now I see that that part of love will be over with I can't think about the future till its over with That's over and done Thinking bout the verses I wrote for my sons And how little I had to give if shorty rolled through with one I know I can lose yall when I'm rhyming bout what I go through and, bruh, I get it You cant feel it until you go through it: I'm Don Forgive me not for who I am Cause I'm not sorry, at all Y'all just started dawg They really aint a match Maybe that's why when I clock in, they all try callin it off The truer I kept it to myself, the harder it's talkin to frauds It's just unusual Can't respect the disrespected Cause you give me more control of you than you do I'm not new dudes or your old one Just to keep my good eye open is why you owe Don By now, you know son I'm not the one the scene wanna write with Not with Royce rockin a four finger ring of my likeness I put a rhyme scheme in vice grip I don't see how I'm being devicive When my wins in anything was decisive The kingpin of writing Still ride with a team who be seathing to bite into beef when invited To free the steam, we delighted We go to where wolfin at cause that speak aint to likin I'm being polite when I say I'd destroy you Seeing I write with beings who write me and I'm like this Known by the iron. You can get leaned with my mic fist But it's not in character for me to bite shit I might take an ear with me I'm feared pretty severally, but revered by the peers Plenty Henney get spilled in memory of Tears enter these eyes when I mention it So I don't wanna hear niggas opinions on who's the illest lyricist Apparent imputance with a severe lack of fellin given listening Calling it toxic masculinity when it's literally just the absence of it Skip the rap discussions that aint mention me Thinking they can scare me We don't want em back for that endless cycle, peddling, when they stationary Being unapologetic why they probably mad Targets on me, as I evolved, like a Polywraith If you test me, it'll just be a flat line on a polygraph I dead the liars In the face of all the fronting, still standing in clear defiance Thankful I'm finally taking off since I been this great and they just hated on it I've been patient, way too long and Now, I'm taking all the flowers I was waiting on and Violating everything recorded Don my name, regardless I'm not sorry, at all. I'm not sorry, at all Nah, im not sorry, at all. I'm not sorry: I'm Don

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