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Mori Briscoe
Mori Briscoe
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jomori Reid
Jomori Reid
Composer

Texty

I can’t tell no one about how I’m feeling
So I talk to my cup when I’m sipping
PTSD fucked me up got me tripping
Hope she pray for the way that I’m living
Six shot barrel keep spinning and spinning
Won’t stop ‘til we catch us a victim
Taking one with me if they catch me slipping
Feel like Tu they know I’m steady gripping
Start what I finish ain’t no tit for tat
You too grown for that, girl, shit whack
Fuck who you fuck with, you know where I’m at
He ain’t crazy that shit just a act
I got Brooklyn this shit on my back
My opps really broke they got locked, **** sad
I bailed out same week I was back on they block with the knocks no V let it clap
Ask them **** they know it’s no cap
Soft **** only put on in they raps
I been different since I was a younging
Ain’t know what I wanted but knew I was something
Now I’m rapping we came up from nothing and everyone know me they calling me cuzzy
Like damn, shit crazy, remember you all I had and you played me
Can’t forget that lil Edot a baby
Catching these bullets gonna slim him like shady
And I know why these opp **** hate me
Gun don’t got it but I’m moving safely
FTL got guns like the navy
Toting on Lex, twin toting on Stacy
Glahh, when I up bet it boom
He wasn’t looking yeah he should’ve moved
Im a cancer I get in my mood
Get shiggy like Nick when I step in the room
For my brothers I’ll give them my all
I’m sliding whenever just give me a call
Free the ones with they backs on the wall
I told them stay ten toes keep standing tall
You ain’t with me then why show me fake love?
Fucked me up and that shit made me hate love
And I can’t put my all in a bitch
Matter of a fact, can’t fall for a bitch
Say it’s all love but they all gone switch
MB lit now they all on dick
Wasting my time really thought she was different
Guard up so I’m never slipping
Fucked up my head and now you got me tripping
Now I feel like a part of me missing
Relapse on the drink now I’m sipping
Just a gangsta expressing my feelings
Wanted my heart, gave it up I was willing
Now I don’t feel the same when I’m killing
Now when you say my name I don’t feel it
Gave you my trust ‘cause you say you the realest
Seen red flags and I thought I was bugging
Face my issues I gotta stop running
Shit ain’t about nothing I’m forever thugging
In this shit you can hate it or love it
Written by: Jomori Reid
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