paroles de chanson In Springs Ear Too (feat. Yaves Jr) - Yaves

Feels good to wake up a free man
Took the game for hostage negotiated demands
Treadmill through hell like exercising my demons
While looking to the heavens with stones throne like Stephen
But the stones turn the roses and they landed at my feet
The definition of the rose that came from the concrete
That don′t mean that you homies just because your palms meet
That wave is unsure but I'm sure out in palm beach
A reminder that you never take the compliments as true
Cause a lot of that is people really wishing they was you
But if they only knew about ho ur struggle and your past
Nevermind the haters would still be mad
That′s trash I'll gladly bag you in glads
Neither crip or Pyru I'm blood covered no flags
I was 16 with a beam under the dash- gold ds clean a fiend pumping my gas

I′m in summers ear, autumns too, got heat for the winter and when I′m through
You know I 'm never through

I was 16 with a bean under the dash
My Gold D′s clean a fiend pumping my gas

I am the epitome literally of the last becoming the first-
Reversed when they was ditching me- now like Pac with the top down they picture me
Differently face on my money bluer than Tiffany
Out in Italy more specifically the cost of Sicily
Ain't no mystery I need everything that He meant for me
This is... God engineering so don′t you mention me
I've been... praying and waiting can′t let them get to me
You ain't never heard me say nothing bout what I'm fixing to be
A half a million net worth but white tees a perfect fit for me, I′ll triple that in two to three
Use tools I drop gems like loose jewelry
Make every step with discernment so ain′t no fooling me
A lot of guys gassed off lies but that fueling me
I walk with God inside so I stay true to He- truthfully - all this swag rap is overkill
When my ppl are underpaid and over billed
When it feels we in the days of Emmit Till
Systematic oppression but yes I'm winning still
Free my brothers doing time behind talk walls
Man you claim you trill we at your grill ain′t no Paul walls
I tap dance on tight ropes aint falling off
When you working for the kingdom ain't no calling off
Praise yeshua the true king the all and all
This is in springs ear for all of y′all Yaves