paroles de chanson FEARZ - Jemantajimanii

OKAY OKAY
OKAY OKAY
Yea yea yea yea
OKAY OKAY
OKAY OKAY
YEA

Now please tell me what you on
Stressin' the rights with lights and pressing with guns drawn
I believe in the policy fallacy
Arrest me
What you want
Stop touching me suddenly steadily now i'm gone
It's always mind over brawn
He locked him up
When he saw that Saint Laurent
Pockets up
Judging skin why you hatin' on my melanin
I'm just a nigga tryna win count my dividends

Im beggin' em beggin' em beggin' em
Please don't shoot (No)
Prayin' and prayin' and prayin'
They listen to you (Oh)
Think bout what you say
Your life they might take it away
The wallows of FEAR and prey could be another way

Still nothing has changed in years just running in cars with about 10 gears
5 With the life taking all my peers breaking all these dreams and instilling fear
So many mamas be hurting and crying and covered in all these dreary tears
It is our prophecy, modesty, honestly that will be ending all in cheers (Yea)

They followed me, motto'd me, humbled me, fumbled me
Told em that I gotta go
He raised his hand in FEAR toppled down said he can't breathe no more
I don't understand on command when we gon' take this stand?
This shit is out of hand
Overlooked getting booked just way too many crooks
Who can we even trust naw

They gone call me a nigga when I pull up in the Rari
Run up north Sacramento just to tell my mama sorry
Fuckers tryna get away with this shit
Oh, They call it hitting licks
Throwing my brothers and sister in a pit (Naw)

Now please tell me what you on
Stressin' the rights with lights and pressing with guns drawn
I believe in the policy fallacy
Arrest me
What you want
Stop touching me suddenly steadily now i'm gone
It's always mind over brawn
He locked him up
When he saw that Saint Laurent
Pockets up
Judging skin why you hatin' on my melanin
I'm just a nigga tryna win count my dividends
(Count my money)

Dividends
Dividends
Count my dividends
I'm just a nigga tryna win count my dividends

Now please tell me what you on
Stressin' the rights with lights and pressing with guns drawn
I believe in the policy fallacy
Arrest me what you want
Stop touching me suddenly steadily now i'm gone no
I'm gone no
I'm gone noo
I'm gone no
I'm - I'm gone no