Dead Men Tell No Tales
Mask off, back off, make a wrong move and shoot your hats off
Blast off, pass y'all, now my own twos what I stand on
Bad spawn, dads gone, step in my shoes, you won't last long
Bad spawn, dads gone, step in my shoes, you won't last long
I'm running the streets
Stuntin' the G's, the money been coming to me
I'm loving the beef, I'm clutching the piece
I was out plugging and running with thieves, she fucking with me
I run from my dreams there's something in me that wants to go jump off the deeps
My homies been locked up or someone deceased
It's something I don't like to think, it's something I don't like to speak
I'm someone that comes from the deep, I made it out from underneath
It's something I don't like to be, it's something I don't like to preach
You gamble with life, some of them died paying the price for loving the streets
Watched my homie take is own life
Seen another die from snow white
All my life I been a lowlife
Couldn't pay for heat, there was cold nights
I got brothers I ain't even mourned yet
Nightmares of things I can't forget
PTSD like a war vet
I had masked emotions I should've worn less
My family still doesn't know who I was
How I was out here moving drugs
How I hung with people shooting slugs
Mama would be scared to lose a son
But she never knew and that's how it had to be
I lost the love that I had for me, it's sad to see
The life I lived, the things I did all came back to me
I used to thrive in the streets, I'm selling white in the streets
I came alive in the streets, but I almost died in the streets
It's something I don't like to think, it's something I don't like to speak
I'm someone that comes from the deep, I made it out from underneath
It's something I don't like to be, it's something I don't like to preach
You gamble with life, some of them died paying the price for loving the streets
All the times I almost had died
The times I would cry
Nah you wouldn't know
I was alone, I was losing the hope
Doing the coke, left and threw to the cold
Expensive shit, came up from them trenches bitch
This that testament, kept my weapon lit, never resting bitch
Used to rest my head and slept on benches bitch
Flexing shit, never ever stressing shit
This that tempting shit that make you selfish, bitch
It's something I don't like to think, it's something I don't like to speak
I'm someone that comes from the deep, I made it out from underneath
It's something I don't like to be, it's something I don't like to preach
You gamble with life, some of them died paying the price for loving the streets
Blast off, pass y'all, now my own twos what I stand on
Bad spawn, dads gone, step in my shoes, you won't last long
Bad spawn, dads gone, step in my shoes, you won't last long
I'm running the streets
Stuntin' the G's, the money been coming to me
I'm loving the beef, I'm clutching the piece
I was out plugging and running with thieves, she fucking with me
I run from my dreams there's something in me that wants to go jump off the deeps
My homies been locked up or someone deceased
It's something I don't like to think, it's something I don't like to speak
I'm someone that comes from the deep, I made it out from underneath
It's something I don't like to be, it's something I don't like to preach
You gamble with life, some of them died paying the price for loving the streets
Watched my homie take is own life
Seen another die from snow white
All my life I been a lowlife
Couldn't pay for heat, there was cold nights
I got brothers I ain't even mourned yet
Nightmares of things I can't forget
PTSD like a war vet
I had masked emotions I should've worn less
My family still doesn't know who I was
How I was out here moving drugs
How I hung with people shooting slugs
Mama would be scared to lose a son
But she never knew and that's how it had to be
I lost the love that I had for me, it's sad to see
The life I lived, the things I did all came back to me
I used to thrive in the streets, I'm selling white in the streets
I came alive in the streets, but I almost died in the streets
It's something I don't like to think, it's something I don't like to speak
I'm someone that comes from the deep, I made it out from underneath
It's something I don't like to be, it's something I don't like to preach
You gamble with life, some of them died paying the price for loving the streets
All the times I almost had died
The times I would cry
Nah you wouldn't know
I was alone, I was losing the hope
Doing the coke, left and threw to the cold
Expensive shit, came up from them trenches bitch
This that testament, kept my weapon lit, never resting bitch
Used to rest my head and slept on benches bitch
Flexing shit, never ever stressing shit
This that tempting shit that make you selfish, bitch
It's something I don't like to think, it's something I don't like to speak
I'm someone that comes from the deep, I made it out from underneath
It's something I don't like to be, it's something I don't like to preach
You gamble with life, some of them died paying the price for loving the streets
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Writer(s): Devin Jimmy
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