Marsh B. - Shots (Radio Edit) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Shots (Radio Edit) - Marsh B.




When I think about the past it sends chills to me
Bring tears to me
It's f- who don't love me genuinely
Don't mention me
You ain't no kin to me
Come have a drink with me
I just took a shot to the head for all the friends that I lost
I'm takin shots at all the people who showed their intentions was flaw
I'm blanking out cause haters will smile in my face but on the low they doubting me
I'm takin' shots back to back to help me keep me some sanity
When I'm off that drank these haters can't handle me
These hard times made a man of me
When it come to goats I'm the epitome
I'm here to stay ain't no way to get rid of me
You could have 8 hands and I'll still stand on all ten, care less if you feeling me
When I think bout the past it send chills thru me
I ain't stopping till I'm marking my own spot in history
Before I leave the spot my shorty be kissing me, hoping I make it back
In the yo laying tracks, on the road making stacks
502 come up be to the max
Spitting that dopeness, police don't know nothing, Somehow they always be on my back
Do whatever to stop it cant help but laugh
I ain't pushing the breaks for nobody my foot on the gas
I just took a shot to the head for all the friends that I lost
I'm takin shots at all the people who showed their intentions was flaw
I'm blanking out cause haters will smile in my face but on the low they doubting me
I'm takin' shots back to back to help me keep me some sanity
Got me out here on the road with the crown
Bottled up my feelings I just hope I don't drown
I'm headed downtown with something crazy on my mind man
Got me wasting all my time man
Another shot down man
Tossing another one back
Goin hard prolly throwing up next
Thinking bout my dogs got me so upset
Dead drunk hopin I don't wreck
My old haters hopin I don't flex
But they don't know I could do it the max
Your boy can think that he hot till I come and melt him and I put em on wax
I'm in the lab feelin' like Dex I'm workin
I'm making sure all of it come in for certain
If you ain't my round we can't come full circle
Treat this as a business could care less if you takin it personal
Feel like BA just a kid wit a purpose
Ain't no more pro bono you gon have to kick for the service
Can't bring ya woman around me she said I be makin her nervous
You think just cause you put a lil ring on the trick she'd curve me, still be havin her slurpin
And she ain't even lookin for a burkin
She just really want me to show out closed curtains
Cut off whoever my peace get disturbed
That's why when you see me I be gone off the bourbon
Or gone off that whiskey just in case a hater try tempt me I gotta hurt em
I just took a shot to the head for all the friends that I lost
I'm takin shots at all the people who showed their intentions was flaw
I'm blanking out cause haters will smile in my face but on the low they doubting me
I'm takin' shots back to back to help me keep me some sanity
Got me out here on the road with the crown
Bottled up my feelings I just hope I don't drown
I'm headed downtown with something crazy on my mind man
Got me wasting all my time man
Another shot down man
When I think about the past it sends chills to me
Bring tears to me
It's f- who don't love me genuinely
Don't mention me
You ain't no kin to me



Writer(s): Marshall Bradley Iii



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