Mars - Leave Me Alone paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Leave Me Alone - Mars



Leave me alone
Please stop hitting up my phone
I need peace I need peace
Ain't worried bout what you on
Let me be
I was dolo in these streets
And you wasn't worried nigga
I grew up became a beast
Leave me alone
Please stop hitting up my phone
I need peace I need peace
Ain't worried bout what you on
Let me be
I was dolo in these streets
And you wasn't worried nigga
I grew up became a beast, yeah
I don't need ya ass beside me
I remember when I needed help and only God would guide me
Muhfucker
Where were you
Too busy worried bout ya self
You done brought me in this world and then you put me on a shelf
Sipping juice
That's the only that thing that's helped
I was posted wit my niggas we was dreaming bout some wealth
Wit the crew
I was always wit the crew, till I grew up
And I realized all I needed was you
Where were you
Leave me alone
Please stop hitting up my phone
I need peace I need peace
Ain't worried bout what you on
Let me be
I was dolo in these streets
And you wasn't worried nigga
I grew up became a beast
If we being real man then I guess I understand
Mother had her problems, sniffin paint thinner out the can
I was too young, I only remember what I can
And everytime I bring it up you say I'm actin out hand
Why you do that shit
I just wanna understand
This some shit that I could learn from but you hiding from me damn
What's your plan
To hide this shit forever I guess
And take it to the grave and hope that everything goes to rest
But it won't
Leave me alone
Please stop hitting up my phone
I need peace I need peace
Ain't worried bout what you on
Let me be
I was dolo in these streets
And you wasn't worried nigga
I grew up became a beast
Leave me alone
Please stop hitting up my phone
I need peace I need peace
Ain't worried bout what you on
Let me be
I was dolo in these streets
And you wasn't worried nigga
I grew up became a beast, yeah
Stop hitting up my phone
Peace, I need peace
Peace, I need peace
Peace, I need peace
Lord knows I've been trying
To forget and forgive
Cause this world colder than I am
Don't wanna drown in the evil
But I got a couple things I cannot tell people
I've been rolling on the west side all on my own
Tryna get the best high
Away from home, it's like every time I'm there I be trapped in my dome
Screaming for some help, but ignoring my phone
Get the fuck off my phone
Rolling on the west side
Rolling on the
Rolling on the
Rolling on the west side
Rolling on the
Rolling on the
Rolling on the west side
Rolling on the
Rolling on the
Rolling on the west side
Rolling on the
Rolling on the
Rolling on the west side all on my own



Writer(s): Angel Marte


Mars - Taken for Granted
Album Taken for Granted
date de sortie
17-06-2019



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