p-trill and yvng king power trippin' şarkı sözleri

A nigga made some choices that he shouldn't have to make Had some bitches break my heart, but money put it back in place Swear to God onto my mother, I was livin' passed away Really lost my soul and mind once Kareem had passed away All these niggas think that pain is somethin' you could just forget People out here tryna judge me, but my pain, you couldn't get Had the pieces to a puzzle, but the shapes just couldn't click Now I struggle undecided, do I break or just forget? I ain't tryna ride the wave All you niggas is the same Bitches dub me 'cause a nigga always actin' like a lame I'm just different from the pack, the alpha never ride the same Yeah, we all came from the bottom, but we never rise the same I know niggas in the struggle, I know some that's 'bout to be I can rap and state the facts, man, I don't care about the beat I see ice all in my future, I don’t care about the heat I'ma cook it in the stu' and I don’t care about how I eat Got some niggas doin' time and some niggas on the grind I ain't tryna cuff a bitch, but I got pussy on my mind These bitches in my phone, so I got pussy on my line New Patek is on my wrist, so all my diamonds come in time I don't f*ck with niggas that be lyin' just to cop a bill All my niggas with me when I say that we gon' ride, for real I just keep it moving when it's time for me grind, for real Niggas really lyin' when they say they split and cock the steel Niggas talk the same shit Fuckin' with the same bitch Nothin' ever good is gonna come from all that fame shit Niggas say they bars, but they spittin' all the lame shit Give me head inside a Beamer, now I'm switching lanes quick Gotta keep it steady for my niggas doin' real time Another song, another day, I show 'em 'bout a real grind A new Patek to show these niggas how the real shine Gave you warning on a beat, and that's just called a real sign (Gang) We all came from power trippin', now a brother free Went and tagged in Trilly, but what all this mean for me? Green light to get gritty, nigga, now it's time to eat I'm never moving silly yet got tricks up my sleeve I ain't talkin' Mr. Wrong Song, we always makin' heat And we gave 'em sour faces 'cause our wordplay sweet For the ones who don't wanna see me up, they suck they teeth It ain't stopping the delivery we dish out to the streets Hearing rumors in town, when it all falls down We can't even get gowns to graduate or wear crowns Let me say one thing, there ain't only one king Through different styles we bring we really doin' the same thing Damn, I know that shit sting, right? I bet that brought 'em stage fright Holding all this pain tight Through storms it give my brain light If able then I can, right? Put my siblings on great flights So they don't live my same life So they don't see my same sight We know how it goes if your ancestor's Black I'm my loved one’s keeper, so for them I can’t slack At times I reminisce, but I'm never goin' back We in tune like platoons, we move as one on the track Always say I'm ahead of my time, 'cause I'm a prodigy Did wrong in the past, I'm content they still fond of me We a-head of our class, I see why they proud of me Keep my foot on the gas until acres is all I could see
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