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letra de bombs in the stu - araine t-jay

i woke up last night sipping on corona
i had gross on my shirt from the throw-up
i ain’t remember but i heard your bathroom tore up

ain’t mean to sh-t and dip but i wasn’t sober
then i woke up with a line on my face
worst case, my momma just walked in
sorry momma but the white keep me going
i told my big cousin spragga, that i’ll hold him
fast forward through the pain like a soldier
i was told to go win and take it over
ptsd, the price to be jehovah
i paid the cost
took a loss
look at me brubru
two hands, steal steel, made a revolver
momma said i was a poet, its time that i show yuh
i run up on em pa pop
wack rap is over
i’m the man
don’t say i never told yuh
my papa said that i got all their support bruh
fuel to the flame
it won’t burn the same
but all the same
they all gone know my name
shout out to my worldwide gang
i’m at the top and my wings just grew
and i think, that its time i flew
lake view, asking where’s my pool cue
sweeping through
on a d-mn pursuit
but what the h-ll, i could buy more of you
and wipe em off with my d-mn shamwow
then holla-hoop
shoot some threes through the hoop
but still find me cooking bombs in the stu
i might probably buy a loft in cebu
a glass roof
check the stars and the moon
i might buy one of them cars with no roofs
for my mom
the only star in the room
for my dawgs
couple jewels couple shoes
yes lord
look what you’ve brought me through
like all the pain from trynna make her love
but she don’t wanna be loved by araine
insane, she out of her brain
but ok, i’m moving on to my grave
i’m a slave to my thoughts, to my ways
i find peace
in these thoughts right here
before grey
imma have my way
imma slay
the gallery
the rap game
i poured flame on my caribbean chain
my thoughts bang
my heart’s in a race
she took my chain
put it on my head
she poured gasoline on my forehead
baptized in her love – oh yes
she grab my neck
what a pleasurious pain
she push, cr-p
i was drowned in my lake
yea godd-mn, i was drowned in my lake
yea, i know the fire and the pain

or wait
or is it maybe a cup of codeine and a little cocaine
but it all be the same, cause anyway baby
man, there’s drugs in my brain, or wait
there’s drugs in my vein

- araine t jay

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