k bibbles - showtime lyrics
you already know who it be, it’s king b+i+b, comin’ from the land of the trees
way too many talents that i bleed but i chose this to work out for me
i have a dream, you already heard that i’m a king, but i’m out here doin’ martin luther things
steady tryna bring some peace and love but it’s never enough, everybody got swings
including me, nothing is perfect, what an absurd kinda word to converse with
birthed with a curse that we really don’t deserve and it’s worse cuz the final place we’re goin’ is a hearsе
trust this verse, it don’t matter the purse, i don’t care if you’re the best d+mn nurse on this earth
but we all gotta work, carry on through the hurt, we deserve as perfect as can be, we come first
tell me that i’m selfish, tell me all i can about in life is that i’m wealthy
i’mma prompt you right on quickly over through to elm st, i can’t count that dollars that i threw when hearing “help me!”
talk about the dollars that i spent when we were all fine, now we’re not together and it’s like we never met and never spent time
pretty sure it’s cuz i’m tryna get mine, never really online, unless i’m tryna give y’all showtime
why do we know what we need, what we’re destined to be, but we don’t try our best?
why do we live just to die? i can’t find the reason why, maybe i should think less
maybe i should change my process, lookin’ inside of yourself is never nonsense
living to die? i’m dying to live, and k bibbles is a one and only concept – godsent
y’all too much, y’all need stuff, but it really ain’t a need, you just wanna show off
i’ve been there, it’s like handcuffs but it’s tough when ya make h+lla green flippin’ puff – drugs
little bit of molly, make a b+tch fall in love, bump a bit of blow off my nuts for a dub
so much b+tt, what’s up? tryna bust up in them guts
tell me, why don’t we all speak our minds? it’d be healthy
what’s the point of beatin’ ‘round the bush and bein’ stealthy?
why you think i started makin’ music? cuz it helps me
i got people sayin’ what they think
drink a few brews feel cool, then i sink
self+sabotage, know the cause and the link
got kinks in it like we all do, need sync
this is what i’m after, create love and create laughter
show the world there ain’t a benefit in makin’ chatter
tmz and fake news – media disaster
fishin’ with the bait, causin’ hate, it don’t matter
all they give a sh+t about is makin’ pockets fatter
tellin’ us the facts, well, it’s never been a factor
fact or fiction, we listen like ass blast pastors
i’m an adapter, everything i see is so clear, i’m the master
hate yourself? write a brand new chapter
makin’ excuses only makes you an attacker of yourself, hurt the most important person in your life, n0body else, such a negative effect
you know what’s best? when you put in work and see the progress
never settle for anything less than success
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