Songtexte france - Remix - Zh3dd feat. Jbn

I met a lot of women in my time, though
Fuck a few of them in and out of my condo
Ain't trynna rush, so you know that I drive slow
I gotta take my time, so you know it's my time, hoe
I just think you wanna see a nigga go psycho
Careful fore I light your ass up like a lightbulb, damn
Got you turned around like a cyclone, damn

Niggas really want what they can't understand
Bitch, this the reason why I am what I am
How many takes will it take fore you can go ahead and fuck with ya man
Bitch, I am the man
I'm in demand
I have plan
I will set afoot checks in cash, all in advance
Fuck on the plane, and after I came I wake up in France

I'm boutta make this more than a dream now, yuh
I'm with the crops in the cream now, yuh
I'm really trynna keep it discreet now, yuh
I'm really up and comin' in the streets now, yuh
Back on my shit, now I'm flowin' again
Place all your bets, cause a nigga will win

I'd like to see you do what I did
Then we'll be tight like Lilo and Stitch
Nah wait, fuck that you is a snitch
Nah wait, fuck that you are a bitch
You have been cut like veins from the wrist
That's why you can never fuck with the kid, god damn

Yeah
I'm feelin' like I'm just bit venomous
Better than a sedative
Motherfuckers know I be competitive
Other motherfuckers be repetitive, right?
Oh, you think you're better than I?
Godzilla, I'm a mic killer

Might split a head or two
Bite, hit, or write, kill ya
If you think you're coming up and really wanna battle me, hi!
I'm Zh3dd and I'm mislead
A bit fucked in my own head
Got a dick penetrating my brain
I am achin' again, gonna race to the greats
And I'm breaking the wind

Damn, I'm an asshole
Backtrack to the back, so
Slap bitches with a mat, gotta blast
Fuckin' wack, take a shit on a nigga if he act slow
(Ya know?)
Killin' every beat that I'm on, son
Everybody knows that I'm on one
I'm not done, till
Every beat is beaten and weakened
And then I'm goin' in, goin' in for the final blow

You unknowingly loaded a shot into your throat
When you said my name, you felt sickened and then you starta choke
Lookin' at the dumb motherfuckers who claim that they the goat
Start to fuckin' laugh even though
I heard this fuckin' joke

Way too many times, bitch it's beddy bye
Ready, i'm gonna let loose like mine and I'm
Gonna explode on the pad like a heavy bleedin' lady, why
Do I wanna stomp on every artist on a bed of spikes?
Feelin' really high, Xanny hittin' like
Dad when he was really fuckin' pissed, that I was smokin'
And drinkin', cause I was only nine
I guess I'm like him
Sinnin' at a young age, with tough rage
And I laugh when I sin
Attack the mic and
I scratch and bite, the pad and pen I write with

All the things that come from my mind
I rewind and rewrite cause it's too violent
I hate the voices, but love the silence
But hate the silence, I hate when I get
Emotional and start thinkin' like this
I think some wine will guide my mind to findin'

Happiness, but I know that it won't last
I look at the past and I laugh
Thinkin' that all of the choices I made are the reasons why
I have this weight on my back
Therapist tellin' me clean up the act
Fore I go off of the hinges and snap
Just like the rope that was tied to my neck
Keep my anger in check, guess my default emotion is sad
It's gettin' really bad
But fuck it

Tellin' everybody soon enough I'll kick the bucket
Then I'm gonna chug a lot of Jack and Coke, and then I'll chuck it
With the empty thought I have inside my brain it's like I'm duckin'
All the bad thoughts
You felt love? I have not
Too busy doin' a dance
Fuckin' your bitch, I'm all in her pants
Came right up in her then woke up in France, yah