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[verse 1:]
trying to stay focused on just counting my green
i ain’t worried ’bout you, so how you worried ’bout me? (oh no)
i’m never worried, got all my brothers behind me, and i
feel like a general whenever i step with my team
i’m on my stop the show sh*t whenever i step on the scene
and you know that this that real rap, so just listen when i sing
f*ck this other sh*t, got love and money in my dreams
and i can’t trust a girl for nothing, these hoes ain’t never what they seem
and i’m having premonitions, i see success when i sleep
and you know i’m having visions, i got prosperity in my dreams
got cartier over my eyes, finally got some clarity and seen
and i apologize, ’cause sometimes i take this sh*t to extremes
but i been holding this sh*t in so long, i feel like i might scream
praise be to god, stayed away from red dots and beams
glory to allah, stayed away from headshots, crime scenes
he still in the streets, at least he dressed down supreme

[pre*verse:]
i’m like oh, lord, sometimes i feel like i might crash
and it’s like oh, no, don’t know why i’m feeling like that
and i was so close, but i left that sh*t all in the past
but it’s like no, bro, man i feel like i might spazz
and i hope so, that this depression one day pass
man i’m like oh, no, fight my anxiety with no pads
’cause it’s like whoa, bro, any day could be my last
but i got them no scope deadly shooters on your ass
[verse 2:}
i’ll spit a quick verse
tell me who gon’ hit first
lot of pent up pain, but i be smiling for the pictures
these tabs keep me awake, so i just throw ’em in the mixture
and we f*cked up and we in love, she can’t fix me and i can’t fix her
run this sh*t up to the ceiling, i need me six or seven figures
i’m ready to die with this shorty, i’ll put some diamonds on her fingers
and i know that it’s cliche, but i wanna ball just like porzingis
and i got a money fetish, don’t wanna deal with that addiction
twitter fingers talking sh*t rub me the wrong way just like friction
remember back in them days with the braids, i used to leave ’em swinging
i’ll be honest, i’ll admit it, i ain’t never really wanna listen
my heart got cold quick and now i’m addicted to this mission
can’t stop thinking about just winning, k!lling all my competition
and when i say i need some money i mean i need it expeditious
and when it comes to being ambitious i’m the f*cking definition
and please just slap me in my face if i’m ever something different

[outro:]
i’m on my stop the show sh*t whenever i step on the scene
and you know that this that real rap, so just listen when i sing
f*ck this other sh*t, got love and money in my dreams
and i can’t trust a girl for nothing, these hoes ain’t never what they seem

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