UglyChulo - MATH paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson MATH - UglyChulo



One chain, brown face
Couple inches, raise the stakes
Go all gas, don′t hit the brakes
Middle class, tooth fake
Wait a whole year with them toothaches
Gap filling, ECTO crew thick
Suburbia stay ruthless
Stay where I'm good in my hood, bitch
Hit my hometown it′s all love shit
Puff a big one with my brothers
All my day ones not my cousins
I'm still ugly up to nothin
Grandma gone guess no more struggling
Lost my mind, go against my hustle
Fuck it, 2 legs stand against the tussle
Dog rippin' off own his muzzle
Diggin′ deeper
Back to back with reefer
Independent
Pay directly for a feature
End of statement
Couldn′t make it more clearer
I don't fuck with labels
I don′t need 'em either
My saliva ether
I′m a hundred heaters and
They come with speakers
Words carry weight
Just check your beeper
Been taking notes
I'm a trapper keeper flying with the eagle
No hesitation give a demon beating
I ain′t undefeated, but I'm still breathin'
Another body bleeding another life cheated
6ft from evil with a desert eagle
No suppressor on ′em
So you hear the feature
That′s the grim reaper
Karma come with heavy hands
Solid with the dealin'
Fuck the system
No more fearing
Bonafide feelin′, I'm -
Stuck in summertime, overheat
Breakdown, need a recharge
Hold me under out of slumber
Gone so far to slow down
Did the math without the numbers
I can′t win without my brothers
Aint' no holding out
Planned risk over coin′ flip
Huddle up, no rebuttal
Load up, fill the tank, we shuttle off
Nothing promised like oh my god
Out the back, we free falling
I don't write hits, be honest
Camera, lights was all we thought of
Play the game 'til you wanted
Stuck in summertime, overheat
Breakdown, need a recharge
Hold me under out of slumber
Gone so far to slow down
Did the math without the numbers
I can′t win without my brothers
Ain′t no holding out
Hard to think
Hard to eat
How many incels on my street
Until they show they hate me
Homie, I won't make a peep
If rebel flags start raising
On that front lawn with my piece
If they ain′t serving justice
Fuck about some peace
Distorted order, kids in cages
Don't excuse my ugly
Fuck a racist
Badges bring more danger
Stay away from certain places
Risk not worth that altercation
West Texas grew up round basics
Play the game you know I aced it
Search me when they stop me
I′m still free, thank god for angels
Pray for hatred, find a way to grow
Or go and die from anguish
I don't tough talk, written language
Real life speaking broken spanglish
From that lone star, keep it spangled
Kick it where you never able
On the gram you been telling fables
Feel like a hundred grand at my broken table
I′m a stallion standing at my own stable
Had self hatred, no more wasted
Don't pay for plays, I don't get placement
Only switch lanes when they pump brake it
On a buzzer beater trust the whole team
Like Nike Shox with a extra spring
On Jerry Springer
You a dead ringer for somebody that
I wanna beat up in a wife beater
Even if nobody was around to see it
On the front lawn, on a Friday
My homie stay high, smokey all day
Put fear in the rear view
Man in the mirror, I don′t fear you
Held myself back, how dare you (Oh)
Stuck in summertime, overheat
Breakdown, need a recharge
Hold me under out of slumber
Gone so far to slow down
Did the math without the numbers
I can′t win without my brothers
Aint' no holding out
Did the math without the numbers
I can′t win, no, without my brothers
Did the math without the numbers
I can't win, no, without my brothers



Writer(s): Seth White


UglyChulo - GUSHER
Album GUSHER
date de sortie
02-10-2020




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