paroles de chanson God Sent - Young Harry

Know I'm God sent
That's why I'm tryna chase these demons away
Keep interfering with my vision tryna get in my way
I realized that I was too blind to see
All my nightmares and dreams are the same
I saw the reaper
All the love and the hate can't tell the difference
I spit the realest shit to the mic
They say that he fronting
Say he get no money
Like what you saying
Just made ten bands in a day strictly off of servin js

The way I ran it up is beautiful
What you did is inexcusable
I'll say what the fuck I wanna say
I don't care about syllables
You feel me
I just talk that real shit
Hell nah I can't make no song for tiktok
I won't bow down to the industry
My pride is as big as my heart
Express my pain through guitars
And my country know who the hardest
But they frightened to admit it
And like Biden I'm bout business
I ain't lying if I done said that shit in my lyrics
Ain't replying ignoring they messages
All I see is blood in the mirror
Thought you was realer
I speak from the heart
It's obvious the industry won't feel me
Had to shed some tears for my vision to get clearer
On a high speed chase with Karma
See her in the rear view
When times got real hard I was listening to NoCap
I ain't thought this day would come
Him asking for my contact
I'll read it about ten times before I sign a contract
I done put everything on the line
So I could never go back
On drugs on purpose cuz the high is worth it
Ain't nobody's perfect but I'm trying tho
And I ain't from China hoe
Please get it straight
Tryna put all of my people on
And my fellow Asians
Ay
Tryna fake my death and hear
What they all gotta say about me
They all be lying so they belong in zoos and safaris
Doing some flaw shit
Seem like they ain't got no shame
I'm working my hardest
I ain't never throwing shade

Know I'm God sent
That's why I'm tryna chase these demons away
Keep interfering with my vision tryna get in my way
I realized that I was too blind to see
All my nightmares and dreams are the same
I saw the reaper
All the love and the hate can't tell the difference
I spit the realest shit to the mic
They say that he fronting
Say he get no money
Like what you saying
Just made ten bands in a day strictly off of servin js

That's on God
I know it sounds bizarre
I was snorting lines the whole night
Now I'm walking like a zombie
Got a bitch from Zimbabwe
And a hoe from Qatar
Tryna get rich by talking bout my pain on guitars