#FreeMyMans
Ima be real
I could cut you a deal
But don't know where to start
Lost and found you had my heart
I cant believe this shit no more
Like you upped it on the boards
But i'm the one who changed the score
You had five and i had four
You not even a nine had to open my eyes
Talking shit and then he died
Had some tears but he couldn't cry
Like he was drowning then it all dried
It felt so weird it caught him by surprise
Heard he was tired of patterns and people
It felt so repetitive how they could lie
It didn't matter got tired of sequels
He noticed he same shit hidden in disguise
I started believing in myself
Not too much but it had helped
Used to think i knew my purpose
All this damage i done dealt
I started losing my confidence
Then figured out why i started this
But i was rushing
Stuck with the team like I'm popovich
Making them plays we was locking in
Ain't no discussion like
No it ain't no discussion
All of my thoughts been in my head thumping
So my niners said get this shit jumping yeah
Switch up my flows i'm hunting
Had to part all my foes they crumpets
Them niggas all fold and crumble bout hoes
So don't get exposed for hundreds
Ima be real
I could cut you a deal
But don't know where to start
Lost and found you had my heart
I cant believe this shit no more
Like you upped it on the boards
But i'm the one who changed the score
You had five and i had four
You not even a nine had to open my eyes
Can I be real
I could sell you a deal
But i don't have the heart
Cut off our ties and it tore me apart
Made it all work but it crumbled to pieces
Instead of thesis
That's written since start
Back to back problems been making us mixy
Not everything pretty
But none of it mattered
I'm tired of the same shit thats been hidden all between the lines
I lost it all while chasing the pie
That's what I get for digging the pot
Sometimes it is
And sometimes it's not
I've been stuck in my room and out of the groove
Calling my home but won't pick up the phone
Can't really talk i'm locked in the zone
Cause I want to be left in my solace alone
I go for fifty for fifty
Kept that shit real with everything in me
Lied to myself to heal faster then quickies
Politicking been defeating the villains
Hope the vices don't take over this winter
While lm fighting all these demons it's killer
Ain't what it seems
Y'all been stuck watching filler
All this music gone kill me like dilla
Yo my nigga
I could cut you a deal
But don't know where to start
Lost and found you had my heart
I cant believe this shit no more
Like you upped it on the boards
But i'm the one who changed the score
You had five and i had four
You not even a nine had to open my eyes
Talking shit and then he died
Had some tears but he couldn't cry
Like he was drowning then it all dried
It felt so weird it caught him by surprise
Heard he was tired of patterns and people
It felt so repetitive how they could lie
It didn't matter got tired of sequels
He noticed he same shit hidden in disguise
I started believing in myself
Not too much but it had helped
Used to think i knew my purpose
All this damage i done dealt
I started losing my confidence
Then figured out why i started this
But i was rushing
Stuck with the team like I'm popovich
Making them plays we was locking in
Ain't no discussion like
No it ain't no discussion
All of my thoughts been in my head thumping
So my niners said get this shit jumping yeah
Switch up my flows i'm hunting
Had to part all my foes they crumpets
Them niggas all fold and crumble bout hoes
So don't get exposed for hundreds
Ima be real
I could cut you a deal
But don't know where to start
Lost and found you had my heart
I cant believe this shit no more
Like you upped it on the boards
But i'm the one who changed the score
You had five and i had four
You not even a nine had to open my eyes
Can I be real
I could sell you a deal
But i don't have the heart
Cut off our ties and it tore me apart
Made it all work but it crumbled to pieces
Instead of thesis
That's written since start
Back to back problems been making us mixy
Not everything pretty
But none of it mattered
I'm tired of the same shit thats been hidden all between the lines
I lost it all while chasing the pie
That's what I get for digging the pot
Sometimes it is
And sometimes it's not
I've been stuck in my room and out of the groove
Calling my home but won't pick up the phone
Can't really talk i'm locked in the zone
Cause I want to be left in my solace alone
I go for fifty for fifty
Kept that shit real with everything in me
Lied to myself to heal faster then quickies
Politicking been defeating the villains
Hope the vices don't take over this winter
While lm fighting all these demons it's killer
Ain't what it seems
Y'all been stuck watching filler
All this music gone kill me like dilla
Yo my nigga
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