paroles de chanson Brain Dead - Lindasson

Uhuh, ladida

Yee, Yaaah

Life come with baggage, got no space
Can't save no hoe lil boy I got no cape
Took a L, kept up my pace
Mask up lil boy don't show your face
Instead of crying out for help
Did it my self, I paved the way
Uhuh, charge it to the game I can't complain yea
You can keep the fame that shit look lame
Might leave me brain dead
Let my nuts hang yea
Been five years since I teared
I was in that gutter with no dollars, still broke bread

I'm one hundred yea, that's word to Chamberlain
Forced to make a play so devil sent i'm 'bout to sin again
No food up on our plate when we were young we split our chicken wings
Not many choices growing up (Uhuh)
Either hoop or serve that medicine
Trapity trap trap trap, in that blizzard with no coat
Late night hoodie up, his pockets slim he can't go home
Won't catch me with no scrub
I keep my distance, gotta cold
You gotta go huh, can't risk getting backdoored
I stayed up, I prayed, I kept my faith up
Before you sleep at night can you please keep me in your prayers
Don't mess up my lil high I know you hate it when i'm faded
Don't you dare mess up my vibe cause you know that I hate it

Life come with baggage, got no space
Can't save no hoe lil boy I got no cape
Took a L, kept up my pace
Mask up lil boy don't show your face
Instead of crying out for help
Did it my self, I paved the way
Uhuh, charge it to the game I can't complain yea
You can keep the fame that shit look lame
Might leave me brain dead
Let my nuts hang yea,
Been five years since I teared
I was in that gutter with no dollars, still broke bread