a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de owe nobody shit - soulja boy

[intro]
this rap game crazy, man
it’s just like, knamsayin’?
once i got rich and famous and got in this sh-t, i ain’t know the media was just takin’ in your name and just go ham wit’ it
like, i don’t know what the f-ck this ‘lluminati sh-t is

[verse]
i never told the people about how the media portray my name
tryna scr-pe my name, tryna make it look-a like a n-gga is f-ckin’ lame
like i’m insane, like i’m goin’ crazy, actin’ lazy and then persuade me
i’m like, “what the f-ck? i’m just tryna be me”, everytime i wake up, face on tv
they talk about me in the news, tryna give a n-gga the blues
can they give a n-gga a clue? tell me what the f-ck to do
i’m reachin’ out to all my fans, grab my hand, let’s pray together
every day i wake up, and i make it rain, and i change the weather
they hate on me, but they hated jesus, this sh-t ain’t easy, this sh-t hard
i promise to god i love my fam, i do this sh-t here for my fans
every day i wake up and i thank god for wakin’ me up
and blessin’ me wit’ all of this and my family, i love this sh-t
i reminiscence, back in the days, when i was broke, just like a slave
ain’t have a dollar in my f-ckin’ pocket, i ain’t had sh-t to f-ckin’ eat
i ain’t had nowhere to f-ckin’ sleep, i ain’t had no cd on repeat
so why these n-ggas f-ckin’ wit’ me? man, why the media hatin’ on me?
every day i f-ckin’ wake up, they lyin’ on my name
i’m lookin’ in the news, man, this sh-t a f-ckin’ shame
do they got anythang better to do? but they f-ckin’ lie then jeopardize and burn bridges
i’m f-ckin’ gone, i’m f-ckin’ in it, i’m in it to win it
i don’t give a f-ck, they can’t say that i can’t rap
but when the day i die, my whole family will be sad
and i put that sh-t on god, and i put that on my heart
and i will never sell my soul, i said that sh-t there from the start
so f-ck everybody hatin’, every day i’m gon’ get paper
yeah, i’ma wake up, i’ma go to chase it, gon’ give a f-ck, first place, i’ma race it
look, n-ggas be talkin’ ’bout me, but really, they don’t sh-t know ’bout soulja
i’m gon’ post up like i ‘posed to, graduated from south panola
got a chip up on my shoulder, i don’t give a f-ck, i’m livin’, what it is?
man, these n-ggas disrespectin’ me, i put money on they head
man, these n-ggas, they really not loyal
they really don’t care about the sh-t you do for ’em
i put this n-gga on, now he actin’ like a b-tch
i made this n-gga rich, now this n-gga wanna snitch
but i’ma keep it cool, ain’t gon’ even say no names
’cause i swear i won’t play no game, and i don’t like to f-ck around wit’ no lames
they say, “soulja boy, did you sign him? who signed who? go find him so i can blind dude”
i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i’ll remind you: i’m simpson road, i’m chi-town
i was born in chicago, raised in atlanta
i went to mississippi and i swagged like godd-mn it
now every time i wake up, all i see is soulja boy tell’ em
all up in the news and media, what the f-ck you gonna tell him?
i’ma tell him this, “b-tch, suck my d-ck”, i’m filthy rich ’til i f-ckin’ die
and i ain’t never goin’ broke, b-tch n-gga, you gon’ write my name up in the sky
why would i lie? one concert, that’s fifty racks in my f-ckin’ pockets
so you hatin’ on me and the media and them stupid blogs? b-tch n-gga, stop it, i don’t give a f-ck
shouts out to rap radar, shouts out to realtalkny.net
media take out all that f-ckin’ sh-t, i ain’t never give a f-ck, i ain’t never been a b-tch
shouts out to my n-gga 50 cent
he gave me some good game, i’ma keep that sh-t in my heart, mane
ain’t gon’ never forget who put me on that made me rich, that’s me
i don’t owe n0body sh-t, i don’t owe n0body sh-t, b-tch

- soulja boy

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS