CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Ribbon

Yea
Stuck in a style of rapping like Cole
My common habits
Hate when they say im like him
But sound like him automatic
So i can't even argue
I love his songs more than mine apparently
I ain't been honest
And that sh*ts shows in my art
And thats a problem of course
They said that Floyd was a drunk like it gave them probable cause
Probably the law the only ones that want my spine on a rope
Now everytime i see a cop i’m tryna get up and go
I’m probably looking like a n***a with dope
And i don’t really get it
It’s my feelings
And f**k you if you offended
Im a 910 affiliate born in the 917
I do not know yall opinions
Don’t wanna
I know my homie got the long nose like Phineas
Dimes just like penny
Proud of mine
Living in times like 2020
I been blind
Ill drop this in July
Most likely when i’m done
Or when the project borderline
They act like it’s a crime for holding back
I got alot up in the stash
But almost none of what in want inside my project in that b*t*h
Got me sick nah
Know some rapper n***as want support but dont do sh*t now
Least not for this one
I got too much of temper not to have myself a pistol
And got too much of talent not to have myself attention
If i dont make it simple
Then i just don’t make decisions
Just here to split the ribbons
Yeeeeaaa
Im just here to split the ribbons
Ive was gifted but never given much