SwaVay - Profit paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Profit - Swavay



Yeah
All my niggas
Uh, yeah
I'm just a muhfuckin' underdog
Tell my dawgs, "We at the top, we just right under, dawg"
Times like this, I swear to God, they really mold you, dawg
Real Atlanta nigga, you don't check in, we don't know you, dawg
Yeah, 'cause I done seen the bottom, nigga
I done been up boolin' with my mans before they shot him, nigga
I done seen 'em searchin' for my pops, and then they got him, nigga
Used to be up dreamin' 'bout my Benz, and then I got it, nigga
Always knew I had it, I just had to get it poppin', nigga
Yeah, now they fiendin' for my shit and
Wanna know when I'ma be droppin', nigga
I done took some L's, but quittin' really wasn't no option, nigga
Let somebody touch me or my mans, then bodies droppin', nigga
Hate talkin' 'bout death,
But it is what it is, that's on my mama, nigga
Niggas know 'bout Dre, I stay out the way, don't do no drama, nigga
Too busy recordin', tryna run into them commas, nigga
I'ma need an M for my all fam and all my partners, nigga
I done seen a lot of my own people get convictions
I done seen some shit out in these streets, that shit was wicked
Devil tried to take my mama from me, I was trippin'
Only thing that kept me up and running was that I'm gifted
I could never fall out with my day one over no bitches
I just reload with my soldiers, make 'em read me back the mission
Now every song I do hittin', you just actin', I really lived it, uh
I can tell you truth, can't tell you no lies
Growin' up with nothin', a dollar was my prize
Prayin' every day, someone don't try to take my life
Had to get it right with God, I knew I wasn't livin' right, yeah
I can sell you hope, I can sell you dreams
Stop my dawg from movin' work and put him on the team
They don't know nothin' 'bout havin' nothin'
But evil rights stuck in your jeans
Gotta stay loyal to my dawgs, can't nothin' come in between
(Yeah)
When I had to move to PA, pops was sposed to live with me
He still livin' with his folks, so he now he in the crib with me
Same room and everything, nigga, two twin beds with me
And it was fuck him, still, nigga wasn't in the field with me
Still can't forgive him, feelings as a kid were still with me
How I'm sposed t'build relationships you wouldn't build with me?
Shout out ma, she did her best and always kept it real with me
When I moved to South Carolina, had to keep my steel with me
Shit felt like jail to me, and Hadi did the bid with me
Feelin' bad for keepin' work inside my grandma crib with me
But I had to make a dollar, had to make it with my boys
I know my grandma really love me
'Cause she ain't complain 'bout the noise
I was makin' in the closet, make a mixtape, then I drop it
And I'm still her favorite, too, I guess she knew I was a prophet
Guess she knew that I was stronger than my pain and all my problems
Guess she knew, by any means, her grandson gon' get it poppin'
(Yeah)
I can tell you truth, can't tell you no lies
Growin' up with nothin', a dollar was my prize
Prayin' every day, someone don't try to take my life
Had to get it right with God, I knew I wasn't livin' right, yeah
I can sell you hope, I can sell you dreams
Stop my dawg from movin' work and put him on the team
They don't know nothin' 'bout havin' nothin'
But evil rights stuck in your jeans
Gotta stay loyal to my dawgs, can't nothin' come in between
Yeah
I can tell you truth, can't tell you no lies
Growin' up with nothin', a dollar was my prize
Prayin' every day, someone don't try to take my life
Had to get it right with God, I knew I wasn't livin' right, yeah
I can sell you hope, I can sell you dreams
Stop my dawg from movin' work and put him on the team
They don't know nothin' 'bout havin' nothin'
But evil rights stuck in your jeans
Stayin' loyal to my dawgs, can't nothin' come in between
Yeah



Writer(s): Roberto Sims, Andre Jones


SwaVay - B4dalbum
Album B4dalbum
date de sortie
03-04-2020




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