Songteksten

That's why they call me mr right now won't you be my rival I'm screaming out to god right hand on the Bible I'm not asking for forgiveness I'm asking for survival Not to reload the rifle Get as high as the Eifel Send you to sit at the table with disciples I'm a problem and this is just the warning Cuz I kill beats and leave producers mourning See your girl at night but she kiss you in the morning One call to the hive I'll have these bees just swarming They'll be so many gun shots you'd think it was storming Your music is boring It's got the whole world snoring Stop thinking you're important Your music is imported From wherever you bought it I think that's called a ghost Can't write yourself I think that's called a joke You copy someone else I think that's cuz you're broke Oh well Y'all can't fuck with my worst flow Y'all don't even know where the words go Just say some shit and think it'll work tho But this takes years and it aint a fuckin game bro You can't do it when you wanna You gotta keep going and hold your persona Don't be like these dudes and be a pre MaDonna Do it proper and don't stop till you sittin in the chopper Warped to a monster eating lobster drippin in some Prada This that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk When they see the name up in the lights Then they'll understand why I gave this my life I belong here carve my name with the knife Momma said don't worry son it'll be alright My Pops said don't worry son the future is bright Just hold onto the mic with all of your might Now my strongest sense is always my sight To stay focused on the goal and do what's right Make sure my family is secured for the rest of there life Despite all the fights And all the soberless nights We stay strong like we from the time with the knights Locked away I used to send the family kites And cry every night but I had to choose the sobering life I gotta thank Christ For saving my life cuz if I kept going with the pills You wouldn't hear what I write So I thank you all for giving me a message That this music was my freedom and my way to heaven I used to triple that number that comes before 7 Cuz the world we live in is just so devilish But now I close my eyes and turn on the daw I couldn't ask for more This opened up a door Blocked out the war no more crying on the floor I finally hit my score put away my flaw And Looking back is something I do no more This that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk It's just that throne talk
Writer(s): Mike Dewey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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