letra de tears, sweat, blood - dc (uk)
i been up since mornin’, sounds of the birds and the foxes yawnin’
they judge but i just ignore ’em, get 1 life and your not resp-wnin’
stove on the pot tings borin’, bro said he might try rappin’
the talkin’ a lot tings borin’, told bro that i might try action
in the field all day but still man pray cos the soul needs healin’
still tryna ghost these demons, it’s a new and a old school feelin’
man roll through gleamin’, white man thinks that i’m local dealin’
buildin’ a beat with toby, real big smoke when i roll thru ealin’
mg on the t, me and the team ain’t f-ckin’ about
glad that i put in the work
i took me a loss and it wasn’t a draught
put your foot in for clout
gettin’ it done then we’re up and we’re out
feel like i’m up in the clouds
high on my feet ain’t touchin’ the ground
and my zoots still lit, still tryna blow off of youtube clips
new school sh-t i give what i get on some mutual sh-t
all black that’s the usual fit
them man are all chat that’s unusual sh-t
glad that they not my bredrin, got clowns tryna block my blessings
that’s why we ain’t comin’ in peace
tears, sweat, blood on these streets
feels like i ain’t seen mummy in weeks
can’t touch yard ’til the money increase
pray that the p’s just rise, down on my knees like jesus christ
but we ain’t gettin’ no answers so we still search for the reasons why
that’s why we ain’t comin’ in peace
tears, sweat, blood on these streets
feels like i ain’t seen mummy in weeks
can’t touch yard ’til the money increase
pray that the p’s just rise, down on my knees like jesus christ
but we ain’t gettin’ no answers so we still search for the reasons why
don’t know what to call it, i’m callin’ it s-xy
don’t call me your bestie when it got real you ain’t call me or text me
bring more ’til it’s empty but it still feels like there’s plenty of room
i feel all of the envy, it don’t effect me but they tend to assume
the hate kinda feels like love, lames tryna k!ll my buzz
waves tryna fill my cup, i’ve still got babe tryna feel man up
i got pain, tryna heal my cuts
i still got snakes tryna build my trust
cos they didn’t build like us, cos they didn’t build like us
that’s why we ain’t comin’ in peace
tears, sweat, blood on these streets
feels like i ain’t seen mummy in weeks
can’t touch yard ’til the money increase
pray that the p’s just rise, down on my knees like jesus christ
but we ain’t gettin’ no answers so we still search for the reasons why
that’s why we ain’t comin’ in peace
tears, sweat, blood on these streets
feels like i ain’t seen mummy in weeks
can’t touch yard ’til the money increase
pray that the p’s just rise, down on my knees like jesus christ
but we ain’t gettin’ no answers so we still search for the reasons why
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