CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : PERKY
Pop another pill, I can feel that motherf**ker kicking in
I pray up to God even though I know imma sin again
I was never part of the gang cause' I never fitted in
Coming up off Perkies I profit and cop a Ritalin
Never had it made for me, I never was a lucky kid
I was tryna come up on sh*t but they never f**ked with it
I said f**k it, imma grow up, see if you can duck a clip
Told em' imma rap, I said one day imma be f**king rich
I'm ahead of time, I would study the rappers, taking notes
I would never switch on the gang cause' I f**king take the oath
I would sit in class, all them motherf**kers was making jokes
Wonder what it's like for my parents to f**king raise a goat
I was brought up taught to stay true, and don't take the other side
I can't stay the same for my family, feel like my brother died
I told God "this sh*t can't be true" and I need another sign
We can't chill, I'm busy writing songs, maybe another time
Pop another one, I can feel that motherf**ker kicking in
I pray up to God even though I know imma sin again
I was never part of the gang cause' I never fitted in
Coming up off Perkies I profit and cop a Ritalin
I call you my blood, you best believe we in this sh*t forever
If you there for me, I'm there for you, we in this sh*t together
Walk with me through thick and thin I'm down for this in any weather
Sick of him not home, wanna talk, and not f**king sending letters
Since he been locked up, I swear to god I been on overtime
Imma f**king grind til' I drop, I'm not talking Sosa grind
Shift that b*t*h all the way to the top, imma kick in overdrive
Two bad b*t*hes come to the spot, and I swear they both a dime
2020, imma get bigger, I'm on my rich sh*t
I remember days I would wish for money for Christmas
All my bros stay shining, we rich and I got a lit clique
All I need is Runtz in a pack, and beside a thick b*t*h
You ain't in them cages, how could you act like a big dog?
Justice system f**ked every way, I know they got big flaws
My big bros locked up and they wondering "did my b*t*h call?"
You get slapped for talking that talk, you know it's that snitch talk
Pop another one, I can feel that motherf**ker kicking in
I pray up to God even though I know imma sin again
I was never part of the gang cause' I never fitted in
Coming up off Perkies I profit and cop a Ritalin
I don't want no motherf**king wedding, I just want wedding cake
I don't want no b*t*h in my life and imma just set it straight
I just wanna kill, I got money out for vendetta fate
Bro just told me "give me some money, get out your selfish ways"
I pray up to God even though I know imma sin again
I was never part of the gang cause' I never fitted in
Coming up off Perkies I profit and cop a Ritalin
Never had it made for me, I never was a lucky kid
I was tryna come up on sh*t but they never f**ked with it
I said f**k it, imma grow up, see if you can duck a clip
Told em' imma rap, I said one day imma be f**king rich
I'm ahead of time, I would study the rappers, taking notes
I would never switch on the gang cause' I f**king take the oath
I would sit in class, all them motherf**kers was making jokes
Wonder what it's like for my parents to f**king raise a goat
I was brought up taught to stay true, and don't take the other side
I can't stay the same for my family, feel like my brother died
I told God "this sh*t can't be true" and I need another sign
We can't chill, I'm busy writing songs, maybe another time
Pop another one, I can feel that motherf**ker kicking in
I pray up to God even though I know imma sin again
I was never part of the gang cause' I never fitted in
Coming up off Perkies I profit and cop a Ritalin
I call you my blood, you best believe we in this sh*t forever
If you there for me, I'm there for you, we in this sh*t together
Walk with me through thick and thin I'm down for this in any weather
Sick of him not home, wanna talk, and not f**king sending letters
Since he been locked up, I swear to god I been on overtime
Imma f**king grind til' I drop, I'm not talking Sosa grind
Shift that b*t*h all the way to the top, imma kick in overdrive
Two bad b*t*hes come to the spot, and I swear they both a dime
2020, imma get bigger, I'm on my rich sh*t
I remember days I would wish for money for Christmas
All my bros stay shining, we rich and I got a lit clique
All I need is Runtz in a pack, and beside a thick b*t*h
You ain't in them cages, how could you act like a big dog?
Justice system f**ked every way, I know they got big flaws
My big bros locked up and they wondering "did my b*t*h call?"
You get slapped for talking that talk, you know it's that snitch talk
Pop another one, I can feel that motherf**ker kicking in
I pray up to God even though I know imma sin again
I was never part of the gang cause' I never fitted in
Coming up off Perkies I profit and cop a Ritalin
I don't want no motherf**king wedding, I just want wedding cake
I don't want no b*t*h in my life and imma just set it straight
I just wanna kill, I got money out for vendetta fate
Bro just told me "give me some money, get out your selfish ways"
