Too Many Tears
They ask me how it feel to live the way I'm living
Shit ain't nothing but a blessing
How it feel to be that youngin
Shit ain't never been a question
Don't ask me bout my ex's, those are topics I am not addressing
How much money did I make
Enough pay my mommas debt in
I done made a way they was laughing and now they on the bench
I done gave my shawty a thousand when I ain't have it then
Draw crosses on my pillow, pray to god before I go to bed
I always been ahead of my class because I done lived ahead
Wanna kno about the gift, they gon say I'm really him
Prolly take ya bitch, prolly fuck her nine times outta 10
Really been around the Carter, gotta see to understand
Really put them bitches in the benz and had em counting bands
Too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
It's been too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
I went got it from the basement, I done wanted this shit bad
Made it stretched with what I had, I just knew I'd get the bag
They always ask me bout my dad, I just tell em he ain't here
And even tho it fucks me up, I still ain't never dropped a tear
In this world no one care
Youngin focus on ya self
Don't expect nobody love and don't expect to get some help
Ain't nobdoy wanna fuck wit me or help wit shit I dealt
They ask me why I go so hard cause I done really been through hell
Look, Stacked that money up, count it in the benz
Looking for them M's, Ian looking for new friends
I'm tryna do it on my own, these rappers looking for the trends
I use to think they loved me coming up cause I had love for them
Look inside the mirror I am everything I said
For my partners I done bled, for my momma tears done shed
What I felt back in the past I hope I never feel again
See I done made it with this rapping won't have to my kids I didn't
Too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
It's been too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
Shit ain't nothing but a blessing
How it feel to be that youngin
Shit ain't never been a question
Don't ask me bout my ex's, those are topics I am not addressing
How much money did I make
Enough pay my mommas debt in
I done made a way they was laughing and now they on the bench
I done gave my shawty a thousand when I ain't have it then
Draw crosses on my pillow, pray to god before I go to bed
I always been ahead of my class because I done lived ahead
Wanna kno about the gift, they gon say I'm really him
Prolly take ya bitch, prolly fuck her nine times outta 10
Really been around the Carter, gotta see to understand
Really put them bitches in the benz and had em counting bands
Too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
It's been too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
I went got it from the basement, I done wanted this shit bad
Made it stretched with what I had, I just knew I'd get the bag
They always ask me bout my dad, I just tell em he ain't here
And even tho it fucks me up, I still ain't never dropped a tear
In this world no one care
Youngin focus on ya self
Don't expect nobody love and don't expect to get some help
Ain't nobdoy wanna fuck wit me or help wit shit I dealt
They ask me why I go so hard cause I done really been through hell
Look, Stacked that money up, count it in the benz
Looking for them M's, Ian looking for new friends
I'm tryna do it on my own, these rappers looking for the trends
I use to think they loved me coming up cause I had love for them
Look inside the mirror I am everything I said
For my partners I done bled, for my momma tears done shed
What I felt back in the past I hope I never feel again
See I done made it with this rapping won't have to my kids I didn't
Too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
It's been too many years, too many hours, too much time, what it took from me
Too many tears, too many flowers, too many eyes, that done looked at me
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Writer(s): Dominic Peyreferry
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