paroles de chanson To the 'Rents - Crownedyung feat. Tribal

Baba this one's for you
I know you think I think 'bout you when there's nothing to do
At times I feel like I won't grow like I'm stuck in my youth
Turning my back on facts I've mastered my bluffing the truth
When I'm up in the booth I'm Freeman I let it all loose
I see it in the eyes of every member in my crew
It's so much talent yo we've got december in a noose
We're lacking balance monetary but we'll make it through
I wish you could believe in this dream I have
You knock me down but you won't knock the self-esteem I have
Growing up you judged me solely on the jeans I'd sag
You shat your pants the day you learned that I stay weeded bad
That made me laugh I mean laugh your medicine bitter
As you grow old I know you see all of your bullshit simmer
I know you're starting to see that lies end up here it glimmers
And one day I might learn this too 'cause I'm also a sinner
The dirtiest was at it the earliest
I was 8 tryna be Jigga
Testing weed and liquor. Playing with your gun inside your pick up
Even taking pictures with it like I'd done a stick up
And every other lover was a gold digger
I wonder how you thought your boys would grow in a
Broken home nearly turned to so and so's
It's shocking that I've never overdosed
And mama was a foe for sho
You kicked her out and took her car and then you closed the door
Then turned to us and said it happens when your vrous a hoe
But that shit wasn't true and everybody knew even you
And that's how I went missing
And that's why umjita hardly payed attention
My school teacher's used to tell you I don't listen
I used to sign my own slips for Saturday detention
I used to cause a lot of trouble black Dennis the Menace
Everybody thought that I was just seeking acceptance
But fuck 'em man they never had the view to get it
Said fuck 'em 'cause. .. yeah
The thing with life is too many spices
I grew up a crisis writing lyrics the nicest
Then switched over to my crowned shit now I stand knighted
And today what you found is... I really don't care whether you like it or not
Bittersweet memories
Bittersweet loving
Just like a rose that rose in the snow
Simo sezulu zero below
Just like a gift out of a curse. Was I a gift or a curse
Was I a gift or a curse
Mama this one is yours
It's cause of you that I stay patient when knocking on doors
I've seen you tumble through your struggle 'til your pride was torn
Still you get l)up and push along when your back hits the floor
Mama that I applaud. Fuck those who call you whore
No pun intended... Ma you're my all and more
I've seen the hectic blows of life move you from shore to shore
And though we don't have much it's platinum and gold at our core
You're an African queen. I see it in your shine
If you were not my mom I'd chase you down and make you mine
Growing up you made it clear that I can't run or hide
I chose to run the game one day I'll bring the dream to life
I've been telling lies wonder if you know it
I see you're doing well and I don't want you to lose focus
I just want to see the weight that nestles on your shoulders
And watch your peace and wisdom runneth over
Until the sun is closer... rather your son is the one
Paying the bills, giving you bills and screaming go and have fun
I was such a delinquent. What the fuck was I thinking
Should've known to slow my roll when you had started drinking
When I got to standard 6 contraband was my business
I was tryna get some guap and make it onto a Shizz Nizz
Episode. But I got caught and had to let it go
And beg the teacher's not to let you know
That's 'cause I love you Ma
This heart of mine is developed finest
Due to your aura and your kindness I won't be mindless
And mother bear yaz' as I type this I'm feeling like it's
Clearly the work of the Midas touch in your priceless
Love that keeps me in this peace I have
I'll make you proud I wish you could see how keen I am
Rebels rule yeah you wore it that's a Tee I'd have
I'd just like to thank you for teaching your boy he can. For giving a dam... damn
Bittersweet memories
Bittersweet loving
Just like a rose that rose in the snow
Simo sezulu zero below
Just like a gift out of a curse. Was I a gift or a curse
Was I a gift or a curse