Lyrics

Tell me why I'm waiting For someone who doesn't give a fuck about me Tell me why I'm waiting For someone who doesn't give a fuck about me Aye (aye), listen (listen) Lemme talk bout pain 'Cah I know for a fact, it's gonna strike one match Even though that I'm a good yute I still get told that I'm fuckin' bad (all the time) And I've really been going through shit But nobody understands July 2005 is where this little life of mine began (where it started) And I can't lie, man's been doin' up shit That, man, really shouldn't have done (done) At the time, I just thought it was fun But I didn't realize all the damage I've done (no way) I'm tryna make Mumsy proud She said, "Always step in your solos Don't be the one to go follow that crowd" (crowd) It's a bullet I'd take for bro And I'm sure he'd do the same with no doubt (pow) You say, you got all I need Oh, baby girl please tell me it's love (love) 'Cah you know Ronzo don't trust (no way) Ronzo ain't ever felt no love (uh-ha) I ain't even felt that shit (felt that shit) I miss you, but fuck that bitch (fuck that bitch) At the end of the day, I still hope that you're okay But I'm pissed that we didn't work out (work out) You would've thought that my name was Peter 'Cah the way that I made him crouch I told bro, "Don't be too eager" Sayin' all these words, I can barely pronounce (of course) In the studio, I feel the safest Make a little tune, then I fucking bounce (pow) All of my friends done bro like Twix All of my bros, so short on that food I told him, "Don't get caught in the mix" (caught in the mix) 'Cah you can get sleepin', no Vicks (Vicks) Unless your sweet, don't ask for pics (no way) Never snitched on none of my guys They say, "Ronzo be consistent" Run up the views and blow to time (ah-ha) I sell the good yute, paid too much But still ask me for dough (no way) I go for ride when I ain't got cro (no) TT dash what is on my phone (of course) Why the fuck did he take my granddad? I swear to God, I don't understand that I just told that I'm doin' you proud Seriously, I can cause some time So that's why you be on that clout? Deepful thoughts got me in my emotions But beats me how I express it You got a problem? Man, please don't stress it All of that fake shit, I need to address it (of course) 'Cah, 'cah I done got bit (pow) The venom went straight to my brain And all of a sudden Ronzo can spit (can spit) You can't tell me what to do I saw you ain't ever been throwin' this pin (throwin' this pin) And these girls keep sayin' they love me 'Cah I'm not no more, I'm diff' (of course) Get back with a big whole spliff (ah-ha) Sit back 'cause the rose ain't it On me, you can relate to this Don't be doin' that stupid shit You know, Ronzo don't ever miss (don't ever miss) Lemme talk bout pain 'Cah I know for a fact, it's gonna strike one match Even though that I'm a good yute I still get told that I'm fuckin' bad (fuckin' bad) And I've really been going through shit (going through shit) But nobody understands July 2005 is where this little life of mine began (uh-ha) And I can't lie, man's been doin' up shit That man really shouldn't have done (shouldn't have done) At the time, I just thought it was fun But I didn't realize all the damage I've done (no way) I'm tryna make Mumsy proud (proud) She said, "Always step in your solos Don't be the one to go follow that crowd" (follow that crowd) I'm the voice of the yutes, that's facts Tell the youngins don't breathe on that pipe Chase your dreams and don't look back Ronzo, what, next? That's facts Ronzo up next, no cap
Writer(s): Ciara Simms Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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