paroles de chanson Aite (feat. Kevo Muney) - GloRilla feat. Kevo Muney

Give me a beat, Jay
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm (ooh-yeah)
Mm-mm (Aus in the spot), yeah

I got money for my wants and needs, but (my wants and my needs)
On this road shit get lonely (shit get lonely, yeah-yeah)
Am I surrounded by the right folks?
And nah I ain't aight but e'rythin' gon' be aight though (oh)

But it feels like the walls cavin' in (walls cavin' in)
And my heart hurtin' so I'm playin' pretend (playin' pretend)
That shit hurt my soul, got me walkin' on a tight rope (tight rope, woo-woo)
Nah, I ain't aight (on the gang, gang) but e'rythin' gon' be aight though

That independent shit be cool but you be needin' people
Can't judge a book just by the cover, I be readin' people
I'm not the type to clear up rumors, just believe them people
And my existence killin' bitches, yeah, I breathe illegal

In love a crazy place to be, I don't be tryna go there
And doin' right by a nigga ain't never got me nowhere (facts)
I walked past the mirror, fucked around and seen a G.O.A.T (that's me)
They said they had my back, I turned around and seen a ghost (the fuck?)

Damn near start beefin' with your day ones if you tell 'em, "No" (on God)
What about the times that I said, "Yeah", you lil' ungrateful ho
Damn (crazy), and that just goes to show
If shit ain't genuine, the fuck is you around me for? (For real)

Kicked down the door and then got in the game like, "Pardon me" (pardon me)
Looked up to the sky, the only star I saw was me (me)
They wish they held me down, now they can't get a hold of me
Ain't tryna come off as too cocky, but that's how it's 'posed to be, on gang

I got money for my wants and needs, but (my wants and my needs)
On this road, shit get lonely, yeah (shit get lonely, yeah-yeah)
Am I surrounded by the right folks?
And nah I ain't aight but e'rythin' gon' be aight though (oh)

But it feels like the walls cavin' in (walls cavin' in)
And my heart hurtin' so I'm playin' pretend (playin' pretend)
That shit hurt my soul, got me walkin' on a tight rope (tight rope)
Nah, I ain't aight but e'rythin' gon' be aight though (woo)

I looked in the mirror and seen my only competition (haha)
Indeed, couldn't even get a ho to fill in my position (nah, for real)
Got no regrets, but I can't lie, I got a couple wishes
For one, I wish I never met you, maggot ass niggas

It be so painful askin' folks for shit, it hurt my pride
And I be fightin' some tough ass battles but still be outside
Learned to forgive people even if they don't apologize
And it might come off as weak, but I just wanted peace of mind

Industry niggas wanna fuck, that's it, they ain't on shit (shit)
Only let two of 'em hit, both of 'em had a bitch
Damn, niggas really ain't shit (on God)
But they be lookin' so in love on all 'em IG pics (woo)

No cap, I was a black sheep, thank the Lord, He was my shepherd
She tried to do it like me, gave the ho an "E" for effort (she tried)
I just pray one day the bad bitches would come together
'Cause Cardi and Nicki on a track would break some fuckin' records

Me and JT ain't the best of friends, but we ain't beefin'
Know bitches always havin' ana that they keep a secret (for real)
Forever clappin' for the next bitch, I ain't competin' (never)
Pop yo' shit, bitch (pop it), turn up on them people (go)

They treat this shit like competition, I see it as art
Shit'll be platinum in the hood, but it won't see the charts
I'm in a love hate relationship with my damn heart
So I go with my mind right now, I gotta play it smart
Don't follow trends and I don't do the shit e'rybody do (facts)
Know I'm the shit, I'm the bitch they compare e'rybody to

Nah, for real, I take this shit as a compliment, like I feel like I'm that bitch fasho
Like they feelin' my campaign, you feel me? (Ya feel me?)

I got money for my wants and needs, but (my wants and my needs)
On this road, shit get lonely, yeah (shit get lonely, yeah-yeah)
Am I surrounded by the right folks?
And nah I ain't aight but e'rythin' gon' be aight though (oh)

But it feels like the walls cavin' in (walls cavin' in)
And my heart hurtin' so I'm playin' pretend (playin' pretend)
That shit hurt my soul, got me walkin' on a tight rope (a tight rope)
Nah, I ain't aight but e'rythin' gon' be aight though