paroles de chanson I'm Leaving - Triune feat. Jenee Domio

This ain't a diss record, this a this is it record
This is more it just it what it is record
Some insights on this life, life's vultures, and how they were bestowed on this plight
For years i've watched niggas do shit wrong, been observant and watch karma do its job
Spread problems and then tell you it's solved, start issues and try to get you involved
When they do it it's right, when you do it's wrong
Those ain't christian principles dude is lost, it's a shame what these muthafuckas do and fall
Hope it's comfy back home with your two in-laws
I wouldn't put nothing past you guys, it's like reality left as we pass the times
Blasphemous acts as if you seek after god, as foreclosure happens and pastor lies
Sit in jail and they very last thought is you, so called best friends switch and plot on you
Come home to scrutiny and constant muse, like the judge dropped it who you trying to prosecute
I pray for lives, you pray for tithes, I pray for hallow, you pray for lotto
It's hard to get the message when they seeking for the money and you seeking for heaven
Pastor I don't get it

This is not goodbye, but i'm leaving
This is not goodbye, but i'm gone
This is not goodbye, but i'm leaving
Leaving you behind

The say they love you miss you, even hug you, kiss you but behind your back they fuck you
This time the message was sent u-turn, hell awaits and hopefully, you burn
From drunken fits, to cheating with another bitch, to touching kids
I would say you were something sick
When it came to your wife, you would bruise something
But niggas killed your brother and you ain't do nothing
I learned to be a man on my own, cause there wasn't an example of a man in the home
Cast stones in a glass house, why judge, I guess your karma is diabetes and high blood
Even worse your wife, gave me stabs in my back nigga no knife
She could do no wrong she was so right, and gave my grandmother's name to that low life
Lying saying that you stayed for us, you made your own money shit you stayed for lust
Can't live with the facts and your fronting sad, you let us play the role of his punching bag
All day new apartment we move in, then you lie to leave go back to do him
Then explain the purpose of moving, I was young at the time not stupid
Well karma's a bitch, and you'll recall it all when your heart has a blip
Continue to act like your flaws don't exist
We'll all have our time in front of god this is it

This is not goodbye, but i'm leaving
This is not goodbye, but i'm gone
This is not goodbye, but i'm leaving