paroles de chanson Yung - Saddam

Young nigga
Found my way I was once lost in the Streets
The same ones that say we crazy Showed and taught us to be
I lost niggas never coming back be Haunting my sleep
I toss and turn my anxieties flaring Causing me grief
It′s pain behind them backwoods I Smoke and barely get high
It's a fight to keep the tears back and Stress out my eyes
I understand what y′all be going Through won't tell you no lies
Eventually you gotta slow it down Cause death going arrive

When we lost Van it really changed My perspective
Then we lost Gooch, learned ain't No friends in my section
I gotta watch my rear view close With hands on my weapon
Couple bands a make the closest Man to you turn skeptic
I respect ya niggas flexxing
We all came up from nothing
It′s time I didn′t have food
The newest jays out the budget
But them people watching close
They documenting the stunting
Once them indictments rollin in
They talking life in the subject
Niggas giving up info
Turning mice not suffer
Pull you down
But this what crabs do when tight in The bucket
I had that attitude like fuck it
Thuggin righteous in public
Felt like nobody really cared
So deep inside I was numbing

Young nigga
Found my way I was once lost in the Streets
The same ones that say we crazy Showed and taught us to be
I lost niggas never coming back be Haunting my sleep
I toss and turn my anxieties flaring Causing me grief
It's pain behind them backwoods I Smoke and barely get high
It′s a fight to keep the tears back and Stress out my eyes
I understand what y'all be going Through won′t tell you no lies
Eventually you gotta slow it down Cause death going arrive

Couldn't be scared or fear none
I held my pride didn′t tuck it
Went from shooting dice to robbing
Right back broke once I spunt it
Out of control My momma said
She prayed all through the ruckus
Hearing them sirens froze her heart
Hope it ain't me that they rushing
Shedding tears when miss Jerry
Come across in the mind
Can't explain how Nishawn feel
He lost his moms due to crime
One mistake had cost him Everything he loved living blind
Hard to speak when on the phone
That 35 feel like mine
I take it to the heart with me
Didn′t birth em but he part of me
Us to tell him stay up out the hood
The crib you oughta be
Was living cautiously
I seen bodies that still bother me
Remember opps laying on the ave
As we slid off the scene

Young nigga
Found my way I was once lost in the Streets
The same ones that say we crazy Showed and taught us to be
I lost niggas never coming back be Haunting my sleep
I toss and turn my anxieties flaring Causing me grief
It′s pain behind them backwoods I Smoke and barely get high
It's a fight to keep the tears back and Stress out my eyes
I understand what y′all be going Through won't tell you no lies
Eventually you gotta slow it down Cause death going arrive