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letra de monica and friends - dillow primetime

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(verse 1)
we were close/
you could say i liked her/
but as my feelings rose/
caught me like a sighter/
i knew she had a mans/
i didn’t even plan/
to go further than friends/
but then our friendship ends/
cuz i had an ego to defend/
i swear she the first ten/
that i had ever met/
she was fine/
but we was so alike/
all these hoes get to bout nine/
she plus one cuz we had the same mind/
and she helped me save mines/
i try to help her cuz i see pain in her eyes/
those was some good -ss times/
we friends again, now we just walk by/
and say hi/
i miss back when we had long -ss conversations/
now i’m contemplating/
about the past and complaining/
because i’ve ruined sh-t/
and now i’m doing this/
now i’m contemplating/
about the past and complaining/
because i’ve ruined sh-t/
and now i’m doing this/

(hook)
i admit i have failed as a friend/
never gon let that happen again/
losing ain’t an option girl/
destination top of the world/
and we gon get there/

(verse 2)
money is the mission/
so bars we be spittin/
i be wit da homies/
saying rhymes/
between lines/
of corny/
and h-rny/
cause we old as 15/
and 16/
17/
wit a dream/
shoes ain’t clean/
but we got them off white jordans when we asleep/
12 feet deep/
just like the second track/
cuz innocence we lack/
still kick it to the max/
cuz we all alike, and got no racks/
no money/
no stunting/
still stunning/
we gunning/
rappers with lyrics, call em funny/
and if you survive you be lucky/
when i be wit da homies at school/
i be cool/
but when i be alone/
the ambience be dead like a tombstone/
my friends keep me going/
and we keep on flowing/
my friends keep me going/
and we keep on flowing/
mane/
my friends keep me going/
and we keep on flowing/
my friends keep me going/
and we keep on flowing/

(hook)
f-ck being poor, we gon get this bread/
broke never gon happen again/
losing ain’t an option girl/
destination top of the world/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/
and we gon get there/

(verse 3)
i’ll admit i’m not good with the girls/
and i had one, wrote about her in my journal/
i was getting in some deep -ss sh-t/
couldn’t have her get caught up in it/
i had to let her go/
i really liked her bro/
but then something happened/
cuz she started cappin/
i got mad and asked “why you actin”?
now we not on speaking terms but i be rappin/
sure she did something wrong/
but i never noticed what i did all along/
cuz now i know that i was a bad dude/
making out, kissing, i was tryna get her nude/
ignored her when i was with the crew/
hesitated to say “i love you”/
liked another girl too/
now that truly mad rude/
i never asked you how yo day went/
only had one statement/
meet me at the bottom of the stairs/
now i ask myself if i ever even cared/
and was i ever even there/
it’s too late, i’m finally aware
my head spins like a fan/
and my ego hurting cuz i wasn’t a man/
a true man respects his lady with a p-ssion/
in the end who was truly acting/
it was me/
too late to get on knees/
and beg please/
forgive me/
and i don’t deserve it/
cuz i didn’t put enough work in/
to make this sh-t worth it/
i’m sorry for making time worthless/
back when you was with me/
and i ain’t be looking for pity/
just want to get sh-t out of my chest/
you prolly won’t hear this/
but if you do i hope it clears sh-t/
and i ain’t be looking for pity/
just want to get sh-t out of my chest/
you prolly won’t hear this/
but if you do i hope it clears sh-t/

(hook)
i admit i was like other men/
never gon let that happen again/
losing ain’t an option girl/
destination top of the world/
and you gon get there/
and you gon get there/
and you gon get there/
and you gon get there/
and you gon get there/
and you gon get there/
and you gon get there/
and you gon get there/

(verse 4)
my momma been there since the first day/
love her to death, but i’ve treated her in bad ways/
even though her and dad give me a place to stay/
it don’t hold me back from words i say/
i’m ashamed/
i do appreciate/
but how can i treat the woman that gave me light/
with a fight/
sometimes after an argument, i can’t stand my sight/
punch the air, let tears fly/
i love you mom, don’t ever forget/
i’m sorry for all the sh-t you get/
even yet/
you still give me love, and i’m in debt/
i really don’t know how i would handle your death/
i just know i’ll be drowning in tears and regret/
only son, i couldn’t be the best/
you tell me this a test/
god gave you, say you wouldn’t ask for any less/
and that breaks my heart cuz i make your test harder/
words stuck in my t–th, causing tartar/
not enough sorrys from me for full forgiveness/
now i’m always tryna get your spirit lifted/
i know that i mess up all the time/
but i swear imma blow up from these rhymes/

(hook)
i admit i have failed as a son/
but there’ll be brighter days with the sun/
losing ain’t an option girl/
destination top of the world/
and i’m gon get there/
and i’m gon get there/
and i’m gon get there/
and i’m gon get there/
to the top homie/
and i’m gon get there/
and i’m gon get there/
and i’m gon get there/

(verse 5)
many friends come and go/
that’s just the way things flow/
some friendships fall apart, and some grow/
some help you out of the lowest lows/
i got my problems bro/
and sometimes life just blows/
and yet i still get it luckier/
my lifes more sunnier/
some friendships been slippin/
and i be guilt trippin/
i think back to the past/
cuz a homie smokes gas/
cuz his momma work, and his daddy in mexico/
his family torn apart, but he blunts to smoke/
and i think about my best homie/
trauma from his step dad’s beatings, he felt lonely/
in this world/
think back to my homegirl/
no role models in her life, motherf-ck j. cole/
never knew why her mom left, lived life cold/
couldn’t tell the difference between man a pig/
so when she got pregnant she was in some deep sh-t/
sixteen years old, didn’t know what to do with it/
so she threw it away/
she’s moved on from that day/
thanks to god/
yet a tragedy that future life was called off/
and i got some dead homie resting in their tombs/
somehow i feel like my turn is coming real soon/
but everytime i try to end it, i just can’t/
and i make the door slam/
and scream as hard as possible/
all the dead and gone friends, was i responsible/
i won’t die, i promise, i live to carry your memories/
even though they always scaring me/
my real ones don’t die, they live on thru me/

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