CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Let go
[intro](0-23)
Yeah its just another day
But ether way who's to say what we can or can't do
Tell us we can be what ever we wannabe in life. so ima rap
But lifes dark that's a sharp knife in ya throat
All hands on deck, I just rocked the boat
No need to quote, but this rap I wrote for my haters
P.s. I'll be back to kill you later
Like you did my boi fred the gator
(yeah) I thought I could tell they told me I couldn't
Now it wouldn't be as mad if they just told me
But instead like a slave they sold me for a fool
Now I walk around nothing but a broken tool
No jewels cause thеy got clipped
Dam maybe I'm just sick from all the lean that I sipped
Tripped over air and fell into the wood chipper
Shredded to pieces of meat with bad spices
All cause you put prices on my dreams
I guess nice people aren't always what they seem
They make you to break you like a bad meme
Stream after stream they try to take you away
To make you all the same like some clones so you don't feel all alone
Lie after lie they tell you next step is suicide
Talk about do or die
But whats up when all the clout drys up
Then you go off talking smack about me like i'm all outta wack
Now that's a hit straight to the nut sack
So get back, i'ma hit you like a wolf pack
Quarter back get sacked, no room to slack
Im jacked up for the next act
Yeah its just another day
But ether way who's to say what we can or can't do
Tell us we can be what ever we wannabe in life. so ima rap
But lifes dark that's a sharp knife in ya throat
All hands on deck, I just rocked the boat
No need to quote, but this rap I wrote for my haters
P.s. I'll be back to kill you later
Like you did my boi fred the gator
(yeah) I thought I could tell they told me I couldn't
Now it wouldn't be as mad if they just told me
But instead like a slave they sold me for a fool
Now I walk around nothing but a broken tool
No jewels cause thеy got clipped
Dam maybe I'm just sick from all the lean that I sipped
Tripped over air and fell into the wood chipper
Shredded to pieces of meat with bad spices
All cause you put prices on my dreams
I guess nice people aren't always what they seem
They make you to break you like a bad meme
Stream after stream they try to take you away
To make you all the same like some clones so you don't feel all alone
Lie after lie they tell you next step is suicide
Talk about do or die
But whats up when all the clout drys up
Then you go off talking smack about me like i'm all outta wack
Now that's a hit straight to the nut sack
So get back, i'ma hit you like a wolf pack
Quarter back get sacked, no room to slack
Im jacked up for the next act
