paroles de chanson ANYBODY? - TheRealLyrik00

Anybody wanna come and check on your bro?
Hm I guess not, that's why I stay on the low
That's why I gotta hit it like I never did it before
Still screaming fuck the bullshit I know that I'm on my own

Anybody wanna come and check on your bro?
Hm I guess not, that's why I stay on the low
That's why I gotta hit it like I never did it before
Still screaming fuck the bullshit I know that I'm on my own
Still here been stuck in my zone
Feeling like I've been locked up and supplies running low
You keep trying to leave but I left my foot in the door
And you should know that I'm not taking no more
Still me and the flow and you keep rocking the boat
How many times we gonna struggle until you notice the rope?
I've been letting it down beside you and now I think it's time to
Pull it back up and stack up again
You ain't a real one, ain't no friend
No more handouts, now pan out
Now it's looking like that's the end

People think they know shit, til' they get hit with the motions
Bending the truth like contortionist
Bend back, twist left, twist right
Man all this stress keeps me up at night
All these people got me questioning my sight
I think I need em' but they'll never suffice
How many times I gonna treat em like they're better than I?
When I'm always in the lab skipping out on the high
So fuck em', I don't need em', I just see em'
Posting the same things, amazing
View my story but can't answer the damn phone
Damn bro, like why didn't you say so?
So I'ma keep living like how I been
Since motherfuckers wanna act like we not kin
I just won't go through this again
Now I when I hit you back it's the same
What happened to you man? Now you're lame
Honestly I can't see what changed
I've been trying figure that out for days
But dude this driving me crazy
I just won't let it phase me
Obviously you basic, I just cut you off
Now hoe just sing-along

Anybody wanna come and check on your bro?
Hm I guess not, that's why I stay on the low
That's why I gotta hit it like I never did it before
Still screaming fuck the bullshit I know that I'm on my own
Still here been stuck in my zone
Feeling like I've been locked up and supplies running low
You keep trying to leave but I left my foot in the door
And you should know that I'm not taking no more
Still me and the flow and you keep rocking the boat
How many times we gonna struggle until you notice the rope?
I've been letting it down beside you and now I think it's time to
Pull it back up and stack up again
You ain't a real one, ain't no friend
No more handouts, now pan out
Now it's looking like that's the end

You at the bottom in the struggle they don't wanna deal witcha
Makes me a wiser man, hustler, go getter
Coming up heavy witness rising temperatures
Read bad body language just like literatures
Past relations gotta flip the scriptures
They label you the bad guy, tryna paint the picture
Internet thugs making threats say they gonna get cha
Curving all these fake niggas call me the perfect pitcher
Providing that real shit emcee "Rez" perfect spitter
Mind on the bag not worried about contenders
Consequential non comprehenders
Foreign whip driven fake friends big pretenders
The real don't budge, no apprehend ya
Grudge holda mouth sealed suspend ya
Phony ran out of money but they seeing that you racked up
Wanting' a favor you the one they attend to
Bad portrayer take ya kindness for weakness
Stabbed by the blade, see the wound, see the deepness
Ask you for money you ain't got it egregious
That's the response you get broke petty cheapness
Now propa propaganda don't tolerate the slander
You tried to be commander backfired toxic cancer
I'm the real deal stick and move on the hate
Jabs real smooth like holyfield evander

Anybody wanna come and check on your bro?
Hm I guess not, that's why I stay on the low
That's why I gotta hit it like I never went and did it before
Still screaming fuck the bullshit I know that I'm on my own
Still here been stuck in my zone
Feeling like I've been locked up and supplies running low
You keep trying to leave but I left my foot in the door
And you should know that I'm not taking no more
Still me and the flow and you keep rocking the boat
How many times we gonna struggle until you notice the rope?
I've been letting it down beside you and now I think it's time to
Pull it back up and stack up again
You ain't a real one, ain't no friend
No more handouts, now pan out
Now it's looking like that's the end