paroles de chanson 29 - Bankrol Hayden
Ayy,
God
told
me
we
gon′
make
it
out
eventually
Standin'
tall
but
it′s
been
fuckin'
with
me
mentally
These
streets
cold,
niggas
smoke
you
like
a
chimney
But
pain
is
temporary,
I
ain't
trippin′,
it
ain′t
shit
to
me
God
kept
me,
I'm
woke,
I
got
a
purpose
I′m
a
victim
of
two
murders
This
shit
got
me
feelin'
worthless
We
was
drivin′
hella
fast,
I
woke
up
seeing
nurses
Happened
in
a
second,
mind
spinnin'
like
a
circus
nigga
I′m
in
the
back
seat,
how
the
fuck
it's
my
fault?
November
29th,
almost
died
up
on
that
asphalt
Bro
switched
up,
throwin'
shade
like
a
fast
ball
I
pray
for
better
days,
keep
my
faith,
I′ma
stand
tall
They
like
Hayden
fell
off,
I′m
like
hell
nah
Tryna
keep
me
in
this
bed,
I'm
like
hell
nah
Love
my
brothers,
bro
we
tighter
than
a
dreadlock
Promise
to
be
rich
but
for
now
we
down,
this
bedrock
Rest
in
peace
to
that
family
in
that
casket
And
I
mean
it
when
I
say
I
ain′t
want
this
shit
to
happen
I
done
had
a
wake
up
call
so
for
now
I'm
stuck
to
rappin′
Rest
in
peace
to
Noggy,
for
your
love
I'll
make
you
happy
God
told
me
we
gon′
make
it
out
eventually
Standin'
tall
but
it's
been
fucking
with
me
mentally
These
streets
cold,
niggas
smoke
you
like
a
chimney
But
pain
is
temporary,
I
ain′t
trippin′,
it
ain't
shit
to
me
God
told
me
we
gon′
make
it
out
eventually
Standin'
tall
but
it′s
been
fucking
with
me
mentally
These
streets
cold,
niggas
smoke
you
like
a
chimney
But
pain
is
temporary,
I
ain't
trippin′,
it
ain't
shit
to
me
Look,
burst
knuckles,
morphine
in
my
IV
and
shit
And
with
this
bag
on
my
stomach,
nothin'
spicy
and
shit
I′m
moving
slowly
to
the
top,
being
silenced
and
shit
I
swear
to
God
I
love
this
music,
bro
I′m
dyin'
for
this
I′m
in
this
situation
but
God
know
I'ma
make
it
through
I
woke
up
in
a
bed
and
there
was
nothing
I
could
do
They
say
they
feel
my
pain
but
they
can′t
even
wear
my
shoes
Six
days
with
no
drink,
six
days
with
no
food,
huh
God
told
me
we
gon'
make
it
out
eventually
Standin′
tall
but
it's
been
fucking
with
me
mentally
These
streets
cold,
niggas
smoke
you
like
a
chimney
But
pain
is
temporary,
I
ain't
trippin′,
it
ain′t
shit
to
me
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