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Woah Woah Pain made me human, God made me special I don't even rap, I'm just throwin' Webbles Told you this wasn't a sound, naw this shit's a level Went from chicken spot special, to eatin' Chia Seed & Fennel Pop need assistance, so I'm dreaming different Cookin food for thought and I clean the dishes Mom said do it while you got a shot So I'm throwing her the keys, when I cop the drop My nieces and nephews can't recognize their Uncles face I been running late to give 'em each a hundred cakes Like that makes everything OK, but I hate stomach aches If it ain't about a come up, it ain't much to say I look over my shoulder, I can see the Devil Thankfully imagination helped me leave the ghetto Naturally, I want to sprinkle stones up in the bezel, shit The Rock hurt us, like the people's elbow Woah I used to sing Purple Rain in the mirror We was ashed out, bread thinner than a pita This is what it sounds like when thugs cry Had a tattered umbrella, needed sunshine Now the tomato taste sundried Pesto in the 'rillo got my lungs fried Remembering my Uncle and the shit he showed me Look every man right in the eyes, yea that's what he told me He gave me 25 cents to play Shinobi Right before he put some white shit up in the stogey He had the still, he still breathing with some complications Tried to tell him chill, but he don't like confrontations He like 'at least I kept an occupation' Had to respect it, kept my mouth shut and I contemplated Honestly I'm ashamed, but I got to say it... I contributed a bit to every combination (I'm not proud of that shit) Woah You threw around the word "forever", made her empty Now don't matter where you go, I bet you won't forget me I remember when I met you, I had butterflies Still I mustered up the courage to say something fly It was summertime, we was struggling but happy Used to hit the park with soda cans and beef patties Staring in your eyes, I think I kinda lost myself In love you pay a price, and the cost was felt Silly me, I thought you watched me give you all my time You really wasn't it, I can't ignore the signs Gotta go and start all over, we both know it's hard I got a question, can money mend a broken heart? All I really know, is that I can never love the same We was dancing in the rain, until the thunder came If you need some consolation, better call your sisters I'm thinking about a new lady packing all your shit up You gotta go... I'm sorry, but you gotta go
Writer(s): Zachary Raemer, Sebastian Vasco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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