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secrets - gr!m $u!c!de lyrics

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can’t talk much ’bout my past
nah that sh*t’ll give me flashbacks
feel like i can’t tell no one who i am
feel like my idientity’s the only thing i have
i like to ask questions that don’t need to be asked
might end up getting hurt tryna figure out the facts
digging up the past and bringing memories back
that’d be better off left in the trash
i’m a shadow in these streets
unaffiliated only need me
king of the underground pour me up some lean (pour me up some lean)
back ran i ran with bloods my mentality was so keen
savage motherf*cker keep it ruthless keep it mеan
but when i moved to 903 i promised that i’d keep it clеan
but ended up with some crips snorting coke cut with speed
never claimed no set, never waved no flag, i’m my own og
so if i get hurt in these streets no one to blame but me
made a few mistakes, went and threw my life away
now i’m lost in the trap wishing for better days (better days)
now i’m lost in the trap wishing for better days (better days)

don’t tell my mother that i’m sleeping in a trap house tonight
don’t tell my father that i’m selling dope to keep on the lights
don’t tell my brother i might not make it back to see him smile
don’t tell my girl my funeral might be tomorrow night
this that sh*t that’s dark, this sh*t heavy this sh*t hard
we do not f*ck with narcs, load it up like noah’s ark
pull up to the park, smoke you up like a gar
send you straight to h*ll then go pick up some more tar
this the life we living but i’ve been sent to change that
f*ck the stupid code, make your own rules
live your life the way you choose
f*ck the haters want to see you lose
they don’t see the truth, the sh*t i wish i knew
before i f*cked up, went and caught them blues
got a few screws loose but better not snooze
lose the opportunity to flip my life around
so i can stop flipping pounds
putting myself at risk every time i leave the f*cking house
but i gotta take a risk so i can get up in that pent house
f*ck the trap house

don’t tell my mother that i’m sleeping in a trap house tonight
don’t tell my father that i’m selling dope to keep on the lights
don’t tell my brother i might not make it back to see him smile
don’t tell my girl my funeral might be tomorrow night

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