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aiden everett - in my zone كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(let’s go, yeah)
percs in my system, i’m throwing up, stomach turning
feelin’ dead inside
but the pills in my gut, like muscle man doing f_cking donuts
old friends say i’m crazy, i would never make it
i knew i had to block ’em out and focus, i’ve been chosen
they ain’t never seen sh_t like the sh_t i seen
i ain’t switch up, i just got sick of all they fake_ass energy
(energy, energy, energy, energy, energy, energy, energy)
(again)

[verse 1]
my bro hit me up, saying he got something he wanna drop
something he want me on
but i been in my zone, tryna build this sh_t from nothing, trees and stone
told him i ain’t got time to drink, unless i’m in the stu
and that cup filled up wit lean, same color as majin buu
and i’m barely holding up my own, i’m tryna live my f_ckin’ dreams
everybody want a piece, but they don’t deserve a f_ckin’ piece
(they don’t)
actin’ like parasites, say they love you to your face
but they gon’ rat you for yo cheese
(yeah)
when i was broke, my b_tch cheated on me—she didn’t pause to leave
now i’m up, and i can cheat on any b_tch
they’ll find out and try to blackmail me, so they don’t got to leave
like b_tch, f_ckin’ please
[bridge]
i been tryna outrun pain, but it’s laced up in my shoes
every step i take feel like i’m stomping on some f_ckin’ glue
heart full of fire like my name, soul colder than the moon
grim on my face, but i’m shaking like a mummy in a tomb

[verse 2]
gun on my waist, never on safety
(they won’t say nothing, that’s usual)
said that b_tch was anxious to f_ckin’ shoot
demons in the mirror, i just nod like, “what it do?”
look at them like, “what it do?”
demonic b_tch named meru play with my b_lls, just like juju watkins do
i been numb so long, i think my trauma grew some f_ckin’ roots
i don’t f_ck with people no more, they move like roaches
sneaking in cribs, tryna eat off plates, or slide in beds like they f_ckin’ own it
they always asking questions—i’m feeling like eazy_e, godd_mn:
“no more questions”
back home, b_tches and n_ggas saying they wanna feature
i don’t do features, why? “’cause i don’t rap no more, i only sing”
all of a sudden, motherf_ckers who couldn’t spit a bar, know how to sing
(how interesting)

[outro]
sometimes it hurts, but you gotta kick that dead weight off
nail it in a coffin and cover it with dirt
(k!ll ’em)
even if you gotta shoot ’em in the head with a shotgun
rip to kurt
i’m just glad i never threw up off of cocaine or cobain
here a ball of that sh_t, riding in my pocket like some loose change
i’m waiting for everybody around me to die
i need to lose ’em like some loose change
(i don’t need ’em, i’ll just f_ckin’ k!ll ’em)

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