Mbnel - Sincerely текст песни

Текст песни Sincerely - Mbnel



I have some niggas who's servin'
That nigga flex, we strippin' him shirtless
Shootin' up houses, them niggas on nerd shit
Boy we ain't shootin unless we gon' merc shit
Remember them days I was broke on the 8th
And my parents was saying that you gon' be worthless
Now im on a the plane on the way to the H
To bust down the chain to show that I'm worth it
Poppin' them pills at my shows
Cause when I perform I still get a lil' nervous
This Glock, let her dance
Every time I fire, this bih get to jerkin'
Remеmber them days at my mamas
Using Pro Tools, thank God that I learnеd it
Remember the time the homie got shot
Me and Manny was slidin' till we found that he workin'
Addicted to gambling,
Before we shot dice we was playing with guns tryna shoot up a person
Addicted to splurging,
I got me some money and realized the reason I'm hurtin'
Ain't nobody perfect I got me some
Problems, but it's all part of learning
This pistol be jerking,
This four-nickel bussin', it got my wrist hurtin'
Do it back, then I'm splurgin'
Love me for me, kinda' hard to be perfect
This pistol be workin', rip up your skin bitch I feel like a surgeon
Write lenses in cursive, black hoodie, bitch I feel like I'm smirkish
Dear mama I made I'm far from the top, gettin' used to be famous
Dear mom it's crazy, I shared her my dreams they was calling me crazy
I dreamed of a Mercedes, Now I'm in a Benz and I got me a baby
Dear mama, dear mama, aye
Dear mama I made I'm far from the top, gettin' used to be famous
Dear mom it's crazy, I shared her my dreams they was calling me crazy
I dreamed of a Mercedes, Now I'm in a Benz and I got me a baby
Dear mama, dear mama, aye
Mama this shit be so wicked
Swam with the shark but I came from he fishes
Police be trippin', when we see lights, we hoppin' them fences
I slid for my dog, We double the digits and he ain't have no witness
Pumping that iron, ain't talkin' no fitness
Call up, we slidin' just like some children
R-raised in the [?], my niggas is quick to go shoot at the building
I'm tryna make me a millon
Taking these drugs cause it help with the healing
Hoping my sound make 'em feel it
Can't make her wet, then I promise I'll steal hit
And bitch I'm still it, nah he ain't dead but bitch we still hit
Feel my pain now, 30 on me I swore we could bang out
Affording them chains now
Everywhere I step out, the people be knowing my name now
Walk through the rain now, pistol on me, I walk with my chains out
That cuz should play it out, we finna win so stay down
Keepin' them Ks out,
Pull up on niggas, send shots, leave his face down
They knowing my name now
Just like a birthday, I'm getting that cake now
I'm raising the stakes now, writing them songs, I'm boutta page out
Aye, aye, I'm boutta page out
Dear mama I made I'm far from the top, gettin' used to be famous
Dear mom it's crazy, I shared her my dreams they was calling me crazy
I dreamed of a Mercedes, Now I'm in a Benz and I got me a baby
Dear mama, dear mama, aye
Dear mama I made I'm far from the top, gettin' used to be famous
Dear mom it's crazy, I shared her my dreams they was calling me crazy
I dreamed of a Mercedes, Now I'm in a Benz and I got me a baby
Dear mama, dear mama



Авторы: Makeba Riddick


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дата релиза
25-09-2020




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