Correction Paroles Forgive Me par Von Poe Vii

Featuring(s) : The Homie Dreebo, Hus Kingpin & Sleep Sinatra

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[The Homie Dreebo]

I see me in a lot of you niggas
So I gotta tell you the truth
I can't lie to you niggas
I used to really want to get it
Split this pie with you niggas
But now I'm on some other shit
I'm finna body you niggas
Who's really sick with the flow
Who's really gettin' the doe
Cause I'm so focused on this paper
I can't see you know me
Man I'm soaring to the top
You niggas still on the floor
I asked some people bout your music
Shit, they didn't know
They sing along to my tracks
Like its Frozen
Cause the flow frozen
Bitch you know I goes in
This is just a message for them posers
(just a message for them posers)
This is just a message for them niggas
Hanging on to my shoulders
(hanging on to my shoulders)
All this weight I'm carrying
Is bringing me down
All this weight I'm carrying
Is bringing me down

Life Change
People Change (4x)
Forgive me
I can't carry all you niggas, man

[Hus Kingpin]

What's a dream to a nightcrawler?
What's waterboarding to a Wave Lordsman?
In a minute I'm waving off this my niggas
I only came for the goal
And my shooter Von Poe
I've been living this wave close to a decade
A square garden in me
Niggas rappin radical ideology
Pimp please, you stressed over hoes
She cold, I f*cked that bitch in a snowball
Close calls kept my wave large
She pray to a nigga, I'm a god
Wavo, bullets with pesos
I wrote the coke Bible
It's the Wave Ghost
Love me or leave me alone
It's Wavo Stallone
Pistol in my hamate bone
Let alone niggas is Wave clones
DigitAL Capone
What planet you landing on?
It's Wavo

[VON POE VII]

Philosophical gangsta
Word to the meek
While ya'll chillin on your comfy
I was roaming these streets
While ya'll was selfish
With your living
I was generous giving
Given then was dividends
That could of made us millions
A few of us turned killah
R.I.P. to the foes
Get your spirit right with god

Before you step to the lord
God willing, this horror story
Is something we finish
Riverside, Riverside
It's P-Town in the building
A check for every country in the continent
European scholarships
An African shorty for my accomplishments
Let alone pretty toes for my daily scrolls
Paint the picture
You niggas acting in your videos killah
Bullshit aside, we learned the difference
From bandannas, and Chuck Taylors
To hoppin' fences
From house parties and gangbangin'
To f*ckin' bitches
Spray cans to politicing
And racial tension
Tried to undermine the struggle
And got lost in the hustle
That should of been a flip
You too old for this shit
Word is bond
Recognize the truth I'm speaking
I bang through speakers
I spit words, I could go deeper
Quoth The Raven, nevermore
I rip through vocal chords
Von Scorsese or Poe Pesci
And we ain't shooting videos
We shootin' movies
Ya'll niggas should of used me
Now you lookin' basic as f*ck
I tell em

[Chorus] (4x)

[Sleep Sinatra]

It's like they try to clip your wings
When you rising
Yet I see the horizon
All the snakes and lies and weak ties
They feel you need to get your proper shine
So I'm out for mine
Flow charge you up
Like it's alkaline
Gotta keep peddling the ink
Til I found a shine
Even when I pass
Know the music's still bound in time
Nothing ever lasts
But these moments always sound define
Shoot it from the heart
Like the symbol of a Valentine
Tryin' to find peace like Palestine
Balanced I'm callus to the cold world
Whoever wanna doubt my mind
I pick battles with self
So I could vouch the grind
Seen the shadows of Hell
Chills ran down my spine
I gotta do it for the ones
Who ain't around in life
I'll let the pain spill
Knowing it could drown the mic
That's what my brain is like
I'm trying to elevate my dawgs
Forgive me, I ain't stoppin'
How I build for none of ya'll

[Chorus] (4x)

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