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top 5 - shasimone lyrics

[intro]
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[verse]
i’m top five dead or alive
they’re gonna miss me when i’m gone, the heavens will cry
always gotta cut your coat accordin’ to size
’cause if you don’t when it rains, they’re leavin’ you dry
and right now, man, i do this sh*t for exercise
mum, i grind ’til the music, ’til the music start to multiply
never show you where i reside
’cause out of spite, they’ll snake you for a b*tch or a pound sign
he askin’ what i’m bringin’ to the table
don’t you know that the table is what i provide
i’ll say it once, won’t say it twice
‘less my cotton socks, i always seem to empathisе
yo, broken friendships, man, i’ll fix it all in forty minutes
all it takеs is a call to break down the walls and let the tears fall
pride is the devil and it lives in us all
yeah, pride is the devil is the reason you’ll fall
i had to mourn a sister that i see on socials everyday
if it ends en route, drive the other way
hot, heavy, had to let it bleed to paint the carpet that i’m ’bout to see
gettin’ mad, déjà vu
i don’t know ’bout you
but i feel like i’ve been here before
courtside, my n*gga, hus don’t really know what’s goin’ on
we still, we still applaud
i adore real n*ggas that keep it raw
how i’m on the other side the happiness kick in the door?
won’t let him treat me like a b*tch on all fours
i don’t love him, but, i don’t love him, but we still f*ckin’ raw
so [?]
he wanna cuddle, so, he wanna cuddle, so i’ll leave in the morn
to you, it’s simma, but my daddy call me sean
i’m bringin’ ’em, i’m bringin’ heaven and h*ll
i’m the lastborn
easy to talk to chill, let’s have a conversation
subtract the bitterness and honesty into the equation
i was on cloud nine, but i was datin’ satan
i don’t blame most of these n*ggas, it’s how they’re mothers raised them
like she raisin’ cane and my ‘010, he was trini’ or maybe bajan
pray for better days
man forgettin’ that the journey to destination are gonna be some of my best days
walk in the room, head high, my chest raised
body wears drip, but my soul’s in kente
every time i had an off day was wednesday
can’t remember last time i had a rest day

- shasimone lyrics

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