Lyrics

Look If a man hit lows and he comes downtown He still has to pay me tax I got flavours blazing Lose my payment, you know make it back Can't end up in a dungeon losing function Melodies touching hearts I got dons tryna tell imma make it bro You should know this is just the start Don't make yourself look stupid cuz I'm too ruthless you were never in my lane Emotions come when i touch the grave like You cannot feel my pain Relatives up in the skies and they say goodbye It just does not feel the same And the sadness comes when the skies get dark Back then it was different days Bros in the trenches just floating crow you can't see my devotion Tho Tesco days some important notes On insta gloating it loads Fans pop off tryna say that i'm harden All my songs they feel it My relatives call me an angle But my friends could call me a demon I got dons in cages House invasions Online but i'm chasing the payment Pedal bike swerve i'm serving the flavours Lil bro got the thing still craving Old school fans can turn into pagans Got brodies with no fathers It was in the streets but he got they rays in Tears in eyes just wanna touch at night Got ma relatives up in the skies So many sins in this thing called love My bro's on the block but he chill like ice For the pay man, he still do crime Know dons that in this for life In a place where right is wrong But we're living in a hell where wrongs are right Look In a life of sins, hold dis homes get flick In the trap our ways, we're the violent kids And i know that it seems like i'm talking But best believe this is the life i live And these raps really come from the heart I'm in the alleyway exchanging things Don't get me wrong i don't want no beef But ill still find out where the pagans live In a life of sins, hold dis homes get flick In the trap our ways, we're the violent kids And i know that it seem like i'm talking But best believe this is the life i live And these raps really come from the heart I'm in the alleyway exchanging things Don't get me wrong i don't want no beef But ill still find out where the pagans live The ends is filled with danger I'm gonna need some payments Smells of the crow store, each for the neighbors In the t with smells of the flavors Took bro's through dem I couldn't believe it How they still gone do him dirty Free my bro, my dawg, my homie He's in the t and he's out from early My young boys putting in work Bleed my soul for a finer thing Tryna make this quick but for what it's worth? I Laugh off sins This is the life i live And the things that i've seen man it can't get worse But in the end, we just end up dead With none of our bredrins buried in dirt And i'm In the trenches sitting like a fallen soldier Broskies still need some closure Heart analysed, were shoulder to shoulder And they say when i touched on the mic My mind goes loose and i lose composure One day ill be screaming peace And ill kiss my teeth, when i'm so bi-polar You better close those curtains Life ain't really that perfect If gods good power was working Why's my guy in the pen still hurting Dem boys in the cut still learning Uber reverse, on the main i'm swerving Dem days when i flung them chase For the day when me and ma grave were flirting In a life of sins, hold dis homes get flick In the trap our ways, we're the violent kids And i know that it seems like i'm talking But best believe this is the life i live And these raps really come from the heart I'm in the alleyway exchanging things Don't get me wrong i don't want no beef But ill still find out where the pagans live In a life of sins, hold dis homes get flick In the trap our ways, we're the violent kids And i know that it seems like i'm talking But best believe this is the life i live And these raps really come from the heart I'm in the alleyway exchanging things Don't get me wrong i don't want no beef But ill still find out where the pagans live
Writer(s): Kyle Ethan Evans, Nathan Bel'onton Motindo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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