Teledysk
Podobne Utwory
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
H2S
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Wzrd
Mixing Engineer
Kaiso
Producer
Tekst Utworu
Not gonna lie this year I made bread
But i'm still out ere' tryna make some more
Still have dreams bout going on tour
H2S
Life really gave me a box in the face
I been taking hits on hits like rocky
Stay humble, I cant ever be cocky
I pay my respects like im wearing a poppy
I stepped right back so i could see more
Took the shot now they calling me Scottie
I'm still tryna bake but this aint no biscotti
I eat with the real, my caramel hottie
So many times that I caught snake bites
Man im startin to think im immute to the venom
Too much envy I feel like Emvee
But its too soon to retire like Lennon
The vision was blurry I made it clear
Put on my specs never looked in the rear
Still driving man i'm changing the gear
En route to the top, grab the wheel & steer
Not gonna lie this year I made bread
But im still out ere tryna make some more
Still have dreams bout going on tour
And my bros outside tryna break the law
Same way I really had fans going off
Was the same way bro let the shotgun roar
In for the win, man i've been tryna score
But bro's on the wing, cus' hes been through the wars
Not gonna lie, this year I made bread
But i'm still out ere tryna make some more
Still have dreams bout going on tour
And my bros outside tryna break the law
Same way I really had fans going off
Was the same way bro let the shotgun roar
In for the win, man I've been tryna score
But bro's on the wing, cus' hes been through the wars
The problems solved if im handling it
They said that the game aint mine
So i took one hand now im stranglin it
Bro told me that the blocks on fire
So im coolin, we'll hang in abit
We're like twins, got bro how he got me
The love like dreads so im tangling it
Im never untangling it
She dont like when im outside with the jackboys
She knows how we might run out n' yak boys
She hate how gang march and attack boys
But she love how the streets calling me that boy
Get me lit like pass me the yak boy
Still in the shubz, outside with the bad boys
I dont scream BLM anymore
Cos' I might have beef with a black boy
Them boy there try say that they're on
It's funny, they ain't even plugged in
I cant lie man you gotta sign out
Man I've been online so they know that I logged in
Made my wish in the booth, so we locked in
Put in a shift 24s, so I clocked in
Bro really thought he was Jason
Mask on face with a chets when he clocked him
Not gonna lie this year I made bread
But i'm still out ere' tryna make some more
Still have dreams bout going on tour
And my bros outside tryna break the law
Same way I really had fans going off
Was the same way bro let the shotgun roar
In for the win, man I've been tryna score
But bro's on the wing, cus' he's been through the wars
Not gonna lie this year I made bread
But im still out ere tryna make some more
Still have dreams bout going on tour
And my bros outside tryna break the law
Same way I really had fans going off
Was the same way bro let the shotgun roar
In for the win, man I've been tryna score
But bro's on the wing, cus' hes been through the wars
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