p.m. blades (feat. byron steez) şarkı sözleri

Kids picking up there razorsblades Hide the truth of these days behind there Gucci and Versace shades There's so many ways to escape this hard reality I got another message on my Facebook page I think we lost our ways We are living in a scam So sad you're missing all your friends because you're lost inside the gram We just keep scrolling and swiping Talking so much shit our politics could use a whiping Soon they'll realize that these words are gold Actions have true meaning I don't f*ck with what's told Your gun stories are old there's a new generation, no plan B Sticking with the shit that I'm creating (patience) So we gotta be timeless And except the wackness of the industry, I guess But I never digress on a mission to devide myself While the world struggles with division Going through the system so I can stand straight Only felt kickbacked When I was getting baked Wen I was getting paid When I was getting hate Cause I know these words can cut Throught your feelings like a blade Clouds are filling up with rain These days always seem the same We just trying to change the game Trying to maintain We're a bunch of fucking mannequins Caught up in these shenanigans Studying the meaning of life, while You keep lying to your friends and fam But Imagine, if you could be the president Would you hold on strong, and go long Not loose your commen sense With every plan or accident Every truth that's told is different Every husband has his mistresses F*ck this I'd skip this shit I quit Can't handle all the problems in the world Saving all the boys and girls I'd much rather be Dealing with the contraband (I comprehend) Then on the contrary, there's faries They are hidden in these drugs and please believe me there is plenty The only thing you need to do is empty All those pockets, be a sucker If you wanna find the entry Always been a dreamer But never escape reality Money over everything has been the mentality Ya'll seem mad at me, so I left them seen But the presence of my essence Fucks with their self esteem (f*ck you) You can never see me bothered It's all about the green So my path is never altered Focus on what's coming Cause I can't change the past No time for sedatives Cause I'm satisfied with hash Clouds are filling up with rain These days always seem the same We just trying to change the game Try to maintain Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sanatçı: P.M.
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