DARK DEATH PRINCE - son of a son/last wishes текст песни

Текст песни son of a son/last wishes - DARK DEATH PRINCE




Boy i hit the beat when it drop
Ur bitch be acting like toddler
Nigga just wanted to fuck
Theres no way that i wish that i had her
Im juh aiming all up for the better
If i need to im carrying beretta
Boy i swear pockets been getting fatter
Boy yo pockets like u carrying feathers
See a hoe and i instantly get her
I know all this like my palm
Man i got heat from the sun
Man i got hits in a sum
Lil boy cant hit up my phone
We know his mom is a hoe
Leave out his tee full of holes
Spend all my money on clothes
Throwing my bread to the poles
Ion kno what u askin momma
She think that im doin nun
I kno that im good at sum
She think ion fucking love her
But imma show her why i was born
Started doin this all juh for fun
Fuck this niggas now is my turn
She gon say yeah that's my son
Son of my dad
Son of my momma
Brother to sis
Brother of mon
Hated by sum
But i hate no one
Boy im on my lane
Im on my zone
And if i die man don't talk about it
And if they kill me man don't cry about it
Yeh ill be out here looking out for everybody
If u had kids man tell them about me
Yeah tell them i changed
Didn't switched on the gang
I was always the same
Didn't stay on the same
And if i had a son
Man take care of ur mom
Always do what u love
Never do what I've done
Boy i hit the beat when it drop
Ur bitch be acting like toddler
Nigga just wanted to fuck
Theres no way that i wish that i had her
Im juh aiming all up for the better
If i need to im carrying beretta
Boy i swear pockets been getting fatter
Boy yo pockets like u carrying feathers
See a hoe and i instantly get her
I know all this like my palm
Man i got heat from the sun
Man i got hits in a sum
Lil boy cant hit up my phone
We know his mom is a hoe
Leave out his tee full of holes
Spend all my money on clothes
Throwing my bread to the poles



Авторы: Bruno Peña Romero



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