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hard-headed boy, i don’t wanna listen
if i’m out with you please don’t start digging in my lyrics
if i said then i meant it let’s not be specific
‘member momma told me life can flip within a minute

on my momma’s life, i never missed my father though
missing figures in my life got a godfather flow
all my life i wanted to be like shawn carter so
started rapping my fellas say i would rock a show

said i’m the best in the country
and no one made a sound
it’s gonna take more than a rap
for you to take me down
how you scared of a skinny boy
weigh 150 pounds
smack your lady though
ok, mister christopher brown

excuse me, ma’am
don’t mistake me for any average student
looked her in the eyes
said i’m the next isaac newton
kinda funny i laughed at myself a bit
but i know that isaac newton could never rap it like this (whoa)

how could a nickelodeon baby go to breaking hearts
word to mac and pete i’m having suicidal thoughts
lonely nights in the bathroom with a knife on my wrist
thank god, gave me the patience when i couldn’t resist

‘magining my mom waking up to a pool of blood
see her son in the middle she see her only love
covered in the colour of the roses that i got her
i was stepping through the mud she was my only flower

momma, you’re the only reason that i’m still alive
i don’t look like it that’s word to mister shelby drive
lately i ain’t been praying unless you ask me to
i’m hurt badly and i know that you ain’t happy too

imagining my name popping up across the papers
he committed suicide he freaking out the neighbours
he in the ambulance and somehow everybody’s favourite
please don’t run with me no more
i’m running outta favours

found dead in the apartment, rest in peace to sh-ggy
could be next ’cause honestly i’m never really happy
himanshu sharma, i pray that i’m going stronger
i pray that the reason is around the corner from all that karma

relieving the stress with a pack of cigarettes
it was new year’s eve, daggers in my chest
welcoming a bunch of guests, bottles on the desk
please send me your address, i’d like to address

a bunch of problems, a bunch of issues that we encountered
you want the knowledge, and you love being empowered
different arguments, we falling out in different places
different stories, different love, in different locations

i put my life on the line for you to call me a coward
salty little f-ckboy, you stalking me for hours
we both know it, we don’t show it
don’t hide the truth
all them dms asking me to put you in a booth

you were riding my d-ck, don’t hide it you little wh-r-
making fun of my vids, little things you can’t afford
mock it, then cop it, we all know you a hypocrite
beefing your boy ’cause he wouldn’t p-ss you a b-tch

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