Kilroy - Tabula Rasa (Blessed) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Tabula Rasa (Blessed) - Kilroy



Nigga had to live through hard times
Even put the money in the mattress
Stacking up bread from my part time
Plus a lil weed on the back end okay
Ain't black and white like apartheid
Y'know in the middle it got action
Couple times nigga had to blast it, hold up
Y'know how I'm living why you asking
Wish I would do shit a bitch satisfaction
Wish a rich nigga would come in my hood, all my lil homies catch em lacking
Said that you gone bring it back say you donating, what happened
Niggas just rapping for fashion, nigga just rapping for fashion
I do this cause it's my passion, I can't be chilling relaxing, this ain't no acting
I do this shit for my people, you don't do shit cause you capping
And now you hopped on the wave, claiming you wanna be captain
Yeah right nigga...
See me I
Know the rules, know the game
Play the field, Notre Dame
Til the people, know my name
Give em dope, nova cane
It's so much that I overcame
Did too much you don't know the pain
After this I might feel the same
Man depression hit like a train
Wondering what's my claim to fame
Is it realness? Is it public shame
Steady try to do the humble thing
Niggas acting like I'm such a lame
Is it something I don't understand
Guess they'd rather kill each other mane
Make a lil bread from a trip while on vacay
Send it to my moms cause it's payday
iPhone been going cray cray
"Killa you that nigga" just repeating what they say
On my rib nigga got an AK
Shoot it from the waist when I pull it no play play
Only use it when I gotta vacate
Otherwise nigga won't make it to the gateway, gateway
So I move with precaution
Cause any day you'd be a target
Another black man kill a black man
That's what they call shrinking the margin
This life got a price and yes sometimes with it you could bargain
Other times
Shit not as smooth as margarine
You gonna get it regardless
I think that part is the hardest
Really thou don't get me started
For all of this pain
I pour a double of Dusse for dearly departed
I'm humble, I know where my heart is
And plus I'm loyal as the fuck
I'm trying to get this shit started
And bring my team to the bucks
Draft Class 2020 like wassup?
Half ass niggas hella outta luck
Ice cold, chilly on em like a puck
Hit em w a stick, I play for the Ducks
Got your lady on my nuts going nuts
Yeah niggas know wassup
She got in contact w a nigga when both of y'all fell out of touch
Jumping through these cities, double Dutch
Gotta keep a baddie w me, come in clutch any situation, such and such
Got a couple bands of hundreds in the duff
Took the baby steps to run it up
Now I made a mess the money run amok
Haters tell me that it's dummy luck
But I manifested all this type of stuff
What I gotta lie for? Tell me what I gotta lie for nigga
Take a brother side more, why you siding w the white folks nigga
Walking on a tight rope, take a chance sometimes let the dice roll
Got a glance at the good life, I know
But you can't switch your color like Micheal
Ain't no vitiligo, on the high road
So we gotta unite or we die slow
But it starts with ourselves that's what I know
Your feelings off the shelf, let em out yo
Work on your mental health, you psycho
That way we can break the cycle
Nowadays everybody want go viral
Til they get it and they whole life spirals
And this straight flames what I spit, Spyro
Meant it's straight flames what I get, Pyro
And I'm breaking bitches back, I'm a chiro
Will it ever end? Fuck if I know
Til then I'll be chilling w my side hoe
In a Tahoe or 5.0 watching 5-0
Til then, I'll be posted w the guys smoking outdo til we reminisce like a slideshow
Bitch I'm blessed



Writer(s): Roy Joseph Jr


Kilroy - Crescent City Creative
Album Crescent City Creative
date de sortie
21-08-2020




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