paroles de chanson This Is Not a Song - OnCue
Had
a
date
with
destiny
Damn
right,
y'all
hit
play
But
that
bitch
curved
me
for
like
4 mix
tapes
Get
your
shit
straight,
fix
your
collar
Get
your
dollars
up
Speak
up
boy,
better
sit
straight
You
ain't
Drizzy
Drake,
Lil
Wayne,
Kanye,
Kendrick,
Marshall
Fuck
you
ain't
big
Jay,
nah
Yeah,
they
don't
love
me
back
home
Nah,
they
don't
love
me
back
home
But
they
need
me
back
home
Fucked
up
about
this
shit
is
Is
they
don't
even
know,
nah
They
can
do
it
on
their
own
Now,
I'm
singing
this
shit
Guess
it
all
makes
sense
as
a
kid
I
listened
to
the
bone
At
my
parents
crib,
watching
BET,
MTV
You
know
all
the?
Now
I'm
sitting
at
the
table
with
a
pretty
young
thing
And
she
tell
me
about
her
day
But
the
truth
is,
I
can
give
a
negative
2 fucks
'bout
what
she
gotta
say
Only
found
god
in
these
rhymes
Why'd
you
think
god
damn
it,
every
night
I
go
home
and
pray
Let
this
all
go
straight
And
my
momma
said
say
this
- it's
all
love
This
is
not
a
song,
is
not
a
song
for
you
It's
some
shit
that's
running
through
my
head
now
This
is
not
a
song,
is
not
a
song
for
you
This
is
just
some
shit
that's
running
through
my
head
When
I'm
faded
I'm
just
chilling
in
this
hotel
room
And
I
don't
know
what
I'm
searching
for,
yeah,
any
more,
nah
This
how
I
really
feel
This
how
I
really
feel
Funny
how
my
heart
on
my
sleeve
Put
the
beat
here
kill
this
hell
17
running
around
Heartbeat
screaming
that
I'm
really
ill
8 years
later
God
damn
it,
I'm
the
only
one
really
here,
yeah
I
just
got
my
word
and
my
bars
She
just
got
curves
in
them
draws
She
working
it
all
Me,
I
gave
birth
to
'em
all
That's
why
we
go
splurge
in
the
mall
For
the
years
you
watched
me
fall
For
the
years
you
watched
me
crawl
Nah,
I
ain't
lost
I
don't
listen
to
you
people
I
listen
to
my
heart
And
it
can't
be
bought
till
the
curtains
is
called,
you
know
And
these
lungs
are
filled
with
tar
Lately
I've
been
so
distraught
With
all
these
thoughts
in
my
head
But
fuck
it,
I'ma
drink
this
gin
instead,
so
This
is
not
a
song,
is
not
a
song
for
you
It's
some
shit
that's
running
through
my
head
now
This
is
not
a
song,
is
not
a
song
for
you
This
is
just
some
shit
that's
running
through
my
head
When
I'm
faded
I'm
just
chilling
in
this
hotel
room
And
I
don't
know
what
I'm
searching
for,
yeah,
any
more,
nah
When
I'm
faded
I'm
just
chilling
in
this
hotel
room
And
I
don't
know
what
I'm
searching
for,
yeah,
any
more,
nah
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