lirik lagu silent prayer – yl (rap)
hey lady, i think its time we had a talk
i mean you know what
[verse]
you know what
i think its time we had a talk
i mean you know what
yeah, 700 on the bubble you can double check
me and shorty matchin’ nikes that’s a double check
i know your jumper wasn’t wet tryna shoot a shot
ya’ll n-gg-s posted on the block like a humble man
you coppin two for fives
-n-log world without computer jobs
b-tches gas my head until its super size
true life it’s like 3-d image
i’m just tryna stay winnin’
but they just wanna see me outside
f-ck that i might slide to blue ribbon chicken
hol’ up you witnessin’ the glow up from the floor seats
i’m not done ’til i’m sittin’ in the porche seats
you want the verse but you really can’t afford me
prices goin’ up, y’s on the rise never slowin’ up
caught you by surprise when i’m showin’ up
showin’ up after hours, you actin’ sour
i’m fresh like i hopped out the shower and feelin’ blessed
keep the stress to yourself
might take a hit keep the rest to yourself
i’m a say less let the product do the talkin’ for me
we could make a track but you really just a target to me
to me yeah
yo, we keep tradition like sunday prayer
you could stare from a distance
tryna see me ride pay the entrance
son, i couldn’t make this shit up it was written way before me
you don’t know the story or the preface
shorty eat d-ck, she don’t even need a breakfast now
you a child, doin’ shit to make me jealous
she just want y to slow it down like we in memphis
keep gold on my necklace
lose yourself just for a second
movin’ through the streets like a menace
and i’m sleepin’ in the lab i’m a chemist, you dig
[ghostface k!llah’s 2015 message to action bronson]
i gave you a grace period, n-gg-. i ‘posed to have destroyed you a long time ago. you go on ‘sports nation,’ kickin’ that shit, actin’ like yo, you the n-gg-, and like where i’m at. first of all, you little fat f-ck, who gives you the right to even mention my name out your mothaf-ckin’ mouth? boy, you done made a mistake, boy; you done f-cked up man. you know what i mean? because listen man, you could never f-ck with my pen my n-gg-. my sword, my blade whatever you wanna call it. i’m too nasty for you. this is why the f-ck you look up to me, and sound like me
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