Country Melodies
Marley
Got some shit up on his mind
Kno I'm Talm bout
I said I love my music
And my music love me
When I rap to the music
The music create a beat
Oh no there he goes
With that country Melody
An old souls smooth flow
Sippin on OE
I was faded in that Honda
Relaxing on hot seats
I was stayin in my Honda
And servin in hot heat
I was playing with some numbas
Some niggas they got me
And how I made it out Da Honda I wonder dont ask me
In that yoda baking soda
Im serving dope Fein
What that Oder this bitch potent
Im smoking that raw green
Imma Soulja heart colder
Im raised on sixteen
So bipolar Iont know ya
Ill murder ya whole team
On a mission we bout business
We jiggin we on beans
Syrup drippin this bitch hittin
Im sippin on codeine
Aint no gimmick bricks be kickin
Im whippin Da whole clean
Double digits got me flippin
Im living that whole dream
I said Im living that whole dream
I said Im living that whole dream
And this shit gets crazy
Kno Im Talm bout
Its funny how niggas start to change
See what I say
And I cant let this shit phase me
Though it couldve been amazing
Opportunities that we had
We couldve made it
But naw this Niggas crazy
And They wanna betray me
On the phone with one of my Niggaz
He seem shady
But naw this shit get crazy
So Im blazing and I sit back
Thanking about them days me and my youngin in those projects
Serving all that green
Eating shrimps
And drinking cognac
Mix it up with lean
And pop some beans
Yeah we was on that
Cant top that
Mobbin through the streets
With a rocket
And you know your nigga
Love you if he gives it
Out his pocket
He did it from the heart
He aint do it for no profit
When you try to return the favor
He told yo lil ass to stop it
Nigga thats yo mane
And you gotta learn
To respect that game
And its a shame
When ya nigga start
Switching up before fame
Itll tear you apart
Tryinna hold in that pain
The sickest part Is
Most of ya nigga ah change
Give it up to the world
I pray to god
That these niggas feel my energy
My Brudda told me
To take my pain and change
The Melodies
And now I spit it
Dey hear it with So much clarity
Bumpin Makaveli
I pray to god for my enemies
Got some shit up on his mind
Kno I'm Talm bout
I said I love my music
And my music love me
When I rap to the music
The music create a beat
Oh no there he goes
With that country Melody
An old souls smooth flow
Sippin on OE
I was faded in that Honda
Relaxing on hot seats
I was stayin in my Honda
And servin in hot heat
I was playing with some numbas
Some niggas they got me
And how I made it out Da Honda I wonder dont ask me
In that yoda baking soda
Im serving dope Fein
What that Oder this bitch potent
Im smoking that raw green
Imma Soulja heart colder
Im raised on sixteen
So bipolar Iont know ya
Ill murder ya whole team
On a mission we bout business
We jiggin we on beans
Syrup drippin this bitch hittin
Im sippin on codeine
Aint no gimmick bricks be kickin
Im whippin Da whole clean
Double digits got me flippin
Im living that whole dream
I said Im living that whole dream
I said Im living that whole dream
And this shit gets crazy
Kno Im Talm bout
Its funny how niggas start to change
See what I say
And I cant let this shit phase me
Though it couldve been amazing
Opportunities that we had
We couldve made it
But naw this Niggas crazy
And They wanna betray me
On the phone with one of my Niggaz
He seem shady
But naw this shit get crazy
So Im blazing and I sit back
Thanking about them days me and my youngin in those projects
Serving all that green
Eating shrimps
And drinking cognac
Mix it up with lean
And pop some beans
Yeah we was on that
Cant top that
Mobbin through the streets
With a rocket
And you know your nigga
Love you if he gives it
Out his pocket
He did it from the heart
He aint do it for no profit
When you try to return the favor
He told yo lil ass to stop it
Nigga thats yo mane
And you gotta learn
To respect that game
And its a shame
When ya nigga start
Switching up before fame
Itll tear you apart
Tryinna hold in that pain
The sickest part Is
Most of ya nigga ah change
Give it up to the world
I pray to god
That these niggas feel my energy
My Brudda told me
To take my pain and change
The Melodies
And now I spit it
Dey hear it with So much clarity
Bumpin Makaveli
I pray to god for my enemies
Credits
Writer(s): Armoni Royal
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