CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Defense
(Hitmaka)
(CashMoneyAP)
(Right Now Sound, yeah)
(Ayo, 40, what you cookin', G?)
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street sh*t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying, it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
They cremated my grandma, I can feel my soul burnin'
Wonder why I cried when that preacher said that sermon
Like, God forgive me 'cause I'm learnin'
See my darkest days before the light, I can feel the tables turning
Counting all my blessings, I stay humble and determined
My Glock Australian and my engineering German
She gon' risk it all for some Hermès
Momma tried to warn me, peep the signs to confirm it
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street sh*t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street sh*t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
(CashMoneyAP)
(Right Now Sound, yeah)
(Ayo, 40, what you cookin', G?)
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street sh*t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying, it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
They cremated my grandma, I can feel my soul burnin'
Wonder why I cried when that preacher said that sermon
Like, God forgive me 'cause I'm learnin'
See my darkest days before the light, I can feel the tables turning
Counting all my blessings, I stay humble and determined
My Glock Australian and my engineering German
She gon' risk it all for some Hermès
Momma tried to warn me, peep the signs to confirm it
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street sh*t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street sh*t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
