paroles de chanson 9 13 2017 - Greediphresh
I
gotta
write
these
bars
Make
sure
every
line
is
on,
I'm
like
foreman
when
I
form
them
Punches
hitting
hard
I
gotta
make
these
tracks
808s
and
hats
Kicks,
snares,
and
snaps
Melodies
and
claps
Whether
trap,
whether
boom
bap
Old
or
new
rap,
it
will
slap,
in
fact
it
does
like
vintage
pimps
I
put
the
finishing
touches
on
them
Like
morticians
with
embalming
fluid
You
are
now
listening,
To
an
instrumentals
funeral
service
Manslaughter
I
abuse
my
recordings
I
practice
often
to
develop
my
courage
I
hit
the
mic
like
evander
pushing
through
Though
I'm
nervous
I
leave
the
studio
certain
Cuz
I
got
to
make
these
songs
It's
gotta
be
right
cuz
I
failed
if
they
listen
and
don't
sing
along
I
dream
of
being
on
With
nightmares
of
the
wrong
people
Camouflaged
as
friends
for
me
to
bring
along
I'd
rather
be
alone
That's
why
I'm
dodging
calls,
cuz
I
can
feel
you
wanting
something
when
you
reach
my
phone
I
let
it
ring,
you
can
text
but
I'll
just
keep
it
stored,
who
hits
me
up
to
see
on
how
I'm
doing,
I
can
think
of
some
Maybe
my
girl,
maybe
my
moms
Maybe
my
pops,
Nephew,
bro,
lynell,
rich,
gatz
Bar-none
The
rest
call
me
for
a
beat
with
insufficient
funds
And
ask
for
additions
when
I'm
done
like
my
time
is
null
I'm
hittin
Open
Mics
What's
the
use
of
having
songs
if
you
can't
emulate
the
record
live
I
love
the
energy
I
get
from
vibes
And
if
you
think
you'll
make
a
fortune
off
of
streams
you
gone
waste
your
time
I'm
on
media,
posting,
upping
my
count
of
likes
On
unbreakable's
channel
saying
subscribe
to
mine
Im
supporting,
and
networking,
all
with
a
smile
I'm
ambitious
but
nothing's
bringing
me
dollar
signs
Son
I've
been
working
12
hour
shifts
And
I
ain't
got
a
dollar
left
to
spend
And
you
gotta
get
off
my
insurance
In
the
upcoming
month
because
you
turn
26
You
lose
money
more
than
you
make
money
doing
this
Not
telling
you
to
give
up
what
you're
doing
but
you're
growing
up
And
I'm
getting
older,
prices
rising
because
times
are
hard
Rap
is
an
investment
until
profit
so
apply
for
jobs
Son
careful
when
you're
driving
And
when
you
make
mistakes
Be
more
open
tell
me
what
you're
hiding
Since
you
got
this
ticket,
they
use
it
as
prevention,
for
you
to
make
a
livin
Since
it's
paid
now
it's
hard
to
fight
it
But
Uber
ain't
guaranteed
anyway
Some
days
you're
gettin
paid
but
what
about
the
days
you
don't
What
about
the
days
like
this
when
the
money's
slow
Invest
in
something
steady
more
secure
to
keep
from
going
broke
Son
what
about
your
cars
Both
of
them,
they
ain't
never
washed
What
about
the
oil,
what
about
the
brakes
How
many
times
I
told
you
not
to
empty
out
the
tank
I
can't
cook,
clean,
pay
your
bills,
buy
your
food,
buy
your
clothes,
a
shame
I
spoiled
you
Plus
This
the
second
time
that
we
got
a
lawyer
I
only
do
these
things
because
I
love
you
Son,
you
gotta
watch
your
health
You
gotta
get
your
sleep
I
made
a
monster
when
I
turned
you
on
to
things
to
eat
Not
knowing
days
would
come
when
you
would
find
it
difficult
to
breathe
We're
going
to
the
doctor
and
the
problem
is
we're
both
obese
Gotta
take
steps,
so
we
can
find
relief
I
know
it
hit
us
hard
when,
we
got
kicked
out
our
apartment
Instead
of
losing
excess
weight,
we
try
to
medicate
our
problems
When
we
know
that
when
we
lose
control
like
us
that
they
grow
larger
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