paroles de chanson Tribeca North - TempKnight Harrison

This is my eulogy to what it Used to be
Cause I don't know the future
I just wanta see It sooner
Can't let my homie walk alone
He might not make it home
We got no water n the desert
Can you feel the pressure?
I can't go back to Austin
My whole life I felt boxed in
Break out of my skin
I'm tryna die In a mansion
Don;t give a fuck about fashion
We can make it happen
Alot of niggas talking shit
But I don't see no action
So stop rapping

I heard the devil say my name
And I Never felt the same
Got corrupted memories like movies playing
Inside of my brain
All these late nights workin on my hustle
My niggas going broke I lost focus
But never spoke cut throat
Its blood sport when you enter my court
Chef a nigga with a fork
Don't make me pop the cork
You just a dork fake Instagram celebrity
You ain't shit compared to me
You worried about them lions, tigers, and bears
These wolves will do you dirty show no mercy
Spread them bad vibes like herpes

We got no connection call it a blessin
I'm the only one without kids
Respect how I live
I did what I did got life lesson
From depression burn up this
Zeppelin or get to stepppin
I don't need no fake friends
Cause if you really know my past
I might kill yo ass
This ain't no cash garb
I got Investments you still a peasant
Don't make me pull your paperwork
And expose what's under your skirt
You selling fake work getting people hurt
Fuck yo network
I got that shit that make you bitch squirt