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Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD I don't got ADHD but I had OCD though Trying to talk shit però non ho sentito Only time I could escape is when I rode these beats so Hating on me? No sense, that is no sentido Never scary with your insult, legendary with a pencil Necessary to convince 'em to just bury individuals And I bet you I butcher all the bitches ready to go against him It's habitual to put you in an obituary in an instant The police stressing, families guessing wherе your body at "He's dead under thе sea, bless him", they're like "copy that" OCD stressed me, now I'm the best cause see despite the scars I still deliver baby, that's a C-Section See how I've been growing got the nicest glow up Through the highs and lows I keep the brightest hopes up Got that Isis flow, that means I might just blow up But I'm not ready to give it up and I think it's time to switch it up Pensiamo solo a bombardare, non son caporale. Capo reale Scordati degli ascolti che ci son da comprare This the moment you realize I got it, don't worry, no problem Questo è il flow che non puoi comparare compare, ti pare? You know where I've been, con la penna a comandare They don't wanna see you win, quindi ti iniziano ad odiare Perchè anch'io voglio rappare però non so come fare quindi Prendono il cellulare e poi corrono a commentare This is war motherfucker and your plans derailed Trying to control me and your tactics failed Want me to rap about that or rap about this? Well Truth is I would've already made it if I didn't rap this well so Fuck the criticism I just fight it out On the move to figure out what life about Truth I just go ahead and ride it out Just to have some shit that I can write about But now they're saying "oh he sounds like Em, or like Nad, maybe Drake. I can see he got the pen, got the bars, but it's fake" "Oh he's doing it again, sounds like Tech or like Jay" Is it really hard to admit that all I sound is like I'm great, huh? I don't care if it's outside of my control With the cards I've been dealt I've been trying not to fold, it goes One time for the haters who never believed Two times c'est la dédicasse à ma famille Three times per chi era attacato al muro ma ora is spacca il culo si dal Lunedì al Venerdì Four times los amigos porque ya no están Five times faccio sempre quello che mi va Six times for the kids like me who got OCD but they never plan on giving up
Writer(s): Matteo Barbi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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