Jucee Froot Understandable (feat. Kevo Muney)

Understandable (feat. Kevo Muney)

Jucee Froot

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(Lowe1)
Baby, you understand me now
Understand me now
Cookin' up the gas
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Kevo motherfuckin' Money, yeah
Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel
Oh, oh, oh
When everything goes wrong you see some bad
Oh, oh, oh
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Intentions are good
Oh, Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
I used to be broke, that shit made me want more money
I knew everything that went on, still don't know nothin'
Talkin' 'bout I owe 'em somethin', I ain't owe nothin'
Score a touchdown, kick return, I don't do no punt
And we was in the dark, used flashlights like we ghost huntin'
Remember gettin' kicked out of school but I was still comin'
'Cause I ain't wanna tell mama, I really come from the jungle
Went to sleep with my chain on, woke up and I was still somethin'
See I was in the hood nappy hair, nose runny
We ain't had shit, we had no income and
But I miss the hood, I miss all my homies
All of my people dead so I'm just thuggin' by my lonely
I thought you was solid but you folded on me
Kevo Money, Baby Glo, I'm the one and only
I got all these bad bitches on me
Remember times when I used to be lonely
My new bitch bringin' up old shit, think I'm fuckin' my old bitch
Broke niggas get old quick, that's a fact
And matter fact, I'm the hottest walkin' nigga, copy that
Old niggas stand down, let them young niggas shine
Got so much pain in my mind, I put this shit in my rhymes
And growin' up, it was hard, I'm goin' hard every time
I'm goin' hard every time, it get hard every time
They tried to tell me, I ain't listen, hard-headed that time
Yeah, understand where I'm comin' from
Gotta pray for my younger son
Gotta pray for my oldest son
This for Zee, I owe you one
Tote that thing like a fuckin' grudge
I'm from the dirty life, fuck a tub
Now I'm up like an uppercut
Worried, don't know who to trust
Twenty-four, got the same
Been broke, didn't complain
Been in drought, it ain't rain
And your mama, gettin' slain
How it feel? What's your pain?
What's your pain?
Tell me when you shed your tears, it'll leave a stain
All this stress up on my back, I lift like cranes
I'm so street and I'm so fly, might jack the plane
Knock 'em off and then we smoke his name like strains
So sorry if you don't understand my pain
Son sees daddy at the grave
No Christmas, no birthday
I done been through the, I can't catch one break
Misunderstood, no other day
Baby, you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong you see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh, Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood



Writer(s): Sol Marcus, Terrica Alexander, Bennie Benjamin, Gloria Caldwell, Chris Carter Copyright: Unichappell Music Inc., Rose Marcus Pub. Designee, Bennie Benjamin Music Inc., Claude A. Music Co.



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