bmr – topic – tremble p2 lyrics
(verse)
still on the same sh+t, i ain’t change d+mn thing about me
keep my eyes on the prize g
4 eyed dread head up on two feet
make you swing your head off while i murder my own beat
30 people listening kick up a hunnid, kick up a thousand, keep it up at millions
tryna buy a house where i can’t touch the ceiling
instead of my brains money flies charles sheen+ing
ay, keep the, f+ck, back, if you’re tryna, reach, back
if it’s about drama and not about s+x i don’t give a f+ck
go back, to your, pack
mother earth is unfair, bmr is in there
stupid youngin was so scared, till he got oldеr and grew a pair
had stab wounds in my heart beforе i had a scab on my kneecap
i don’t know where my brains at
i said f+ck that i ain’t drowning in this deep trap
had a fat slap now i know where the money at
fill my brain with violence daily
there ain’t been much saving me lately
cut my brakes so nothing can stop me
from me going forward at a high speed
yea i may be privileged but i don’t got the privilege
yea i get money but i don’t know what loves like
that’s cool i carry on that’s vintage
b+tches are like bars i don’t advertise klondike
b+tch i’m up like apollo
ready to see the whole garden that i grow
feeding it flows from the liquid that i spit
i don’t know what color will shine in the victory
we’ll see
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