Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Big Scarr
• Titre: Mood
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
(Drvmlord) Gotta separate real from the fake Gotta let go of them niggas that brandish the weight and just want the food on your plate I got some niggas I love to death, but I ain't know 'bout the envy and hate It's crazy, the closest ones to you'll lay right up under you like you went ordered some snakes The shit that I say, only real can relate So I stay to myself every day Gotta watch who you be callin' your friend and your partner, they'll pop you and show at your wake Fuck everybody who say I couldn't do it or can't, bitch, I made a bond with them Franks I took my L's without a complaint, it's about what you do and you think I done seen niggas jump out of that water and sink, couldn't make it back up to the bank It's crazy 'cause now when I walk in the bank, I go straight to the back and they offer champagne These niggas really don't know about pain, remember them nights had to walk in the rain But look at me now, guess that's part of the game There shall not be no success without struggle, my daddy told me, "Keep that shit in your brain" I just let y'all know this shit You know I ain't been movin' real fast on the music shit Really don't like lettin' people know what's goin' on, my problems, I keep it on the inside, I don't like ventin' (I don't vent to nobody really) What it is? What it is? Straight like that I ain't gotta understand Fuck everybody and how they feel Big Grim Reaper Gang Put nobody in my business, they gon' blemish a nigga image anyway Fuck everybody and how they feel Fuck you Gotta separate real from the fake Gotta let go of them niggas that brandish the weight and just want the food on your plate I got some niggas I love to death, but I ain't know 'bout the envy and hate It's crazy, the closest ones to you'll lay right up under you like you went ordered some snakes The shit that I say, only real can relate So I stay to myself every day Gotta watch who you be callin' your friend and your partner, they'll pop you and show at your wake Fuck everybody who say I couldn't do it or can't, bitch, I made a bond with them Franks I took my L's without a complaint, it's about what you do and you think