(And when it come out, we're goin' coppin' together)
(Go and get you some help)
(FJ on the beat, ho)
You know it it hurt me to my heart the way our love ended
I blame you, you the reason I don't trust bitches
My heart so cold, I done been crossed, I don't trust niggas
He say my name, he get knocked off just like that one nigga
Yeah (Mook got the keys jumpin')
Okay, and that's how it be (yeah)
I ain't been gettin' no sleep, I been runnin' the streets
I ain't been home in two weeks, I been lookin' for peace
In California on the beach, I'm low key in a Jeep
Yeah, just tryna' catch a better vibe (okay)
'Cause I get lost in my thoughts and I cry
Keep my mouth closed, it be too much on my mind
Don't nobody care, I won't dare waste my time (FJ on the beat, ho)
It's too much pain in my body, I need surgery
Won't put cocaine in his body, he take Perkys
I had a dream 'bout Kareem and it hurt me
Sometimes I sit and think about Ray like, "was it worth it?"
I heard he had plans on leavin' his brains on the ceilin' (yeah)
He had a talk with his pops and it healed him
He said, "you'll go out like a coward if you end it
You came too far, you can't look back, you got to finish"
Yeah
On the road doin' shows all alone
In another nigga's city livin' wrong
Pray to God I can make it back home
Even if I don't, it won't be long (FJ on the beat, ho)
Yeah, I'll fly high with my God
Soul been broke in half, I got too many scars
Put my trust in 'em and they broke my heart
Death's gotta be easy 'cause life is harder, yeah, yeah
(You know, that's why I'll say it, you know)
(But, you know, nigga ain't on no re-up, I'ma just thug it)
Death's gotta be easy 'cause life is hard
Death's gotta be easy 'cause life is harder, yeah
On the road doin' shows all alone, uh
In another nigga's city livin' wrong
Pray to God I can make it back home
Even if I don't, it won't be long (FJ on the beat, ho)
Yeah, I'll fly high with my God
Soul been broke in half, I got too many scars
Put my trust in 'em and they broke my heart
Death's gotta be easy 'cause life is harder, yeah
I'll fly high with my God (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Soul been broke in half I got too many scars (okay)
Put my trust in em' and they broke my heart
Death's gotta be easy 'cause life is harder, uh, yeah
(FJ on the beat, ho)
Rod Wave - Ghetto Gospel Album Lyrics
Rod Wave - Ghetto Gospel Lyrics
Writer: Brayon S. Nelson, Francis Jr. Mensah, Rodarius M. Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Dark Conversations
Fire that shit up, TnT
Um, Reuel, stop playing
He havin', mmm
He havin'
He havin' conversations in the dark, yeah, yeah
It's just me, myself, and my heart, uh
My heart said, "under any circumstance or for any reason
Lay down your guard again and I'ma stop beatin'
Please, friend, I cannot take it no more"
Four in the mornin', while they sleepin', I'm wide awake
Thinkin' about the problems I faced, make my heart race
I done put my trust in so many, they all traded lanes
I don't know where I should start but it's time for a change
During the day, I'm Rod Wave, but I feel like Cobain
Do I wanna deal with the pain that tomorrow brings?
Might grab a gun, blow out his brain, he'd been feelin' strange
But then he think 'bout Reginae and think about Charmaine
So many smiles, so many hugs, but I still feel alone
Cut down the lights, cut off his phone, and get in his zone
Lost in his thoughts, he's in a vault, but his mind, it roams
And he'll give his heart to anyone who will call it home
And he's been like that for so long, since a small child
He'd be okay until he sober, then his thoughts pile
They be on social sites ridin', clownin' a nigga
Then he remember he's up two, three hundred thousand on niggas
He havin' conversations in the dark, yeah, yeah
It's just me, myself, and my heart
My heart said, "under any circumstance or for any reason
Lay down your guard again and I'ma stop beatin'
Please, friend, I cannot take it no more"
Um, Reuel, stop playing
He havin', mmm
He havin'
He havin' conversations in the dark, yeah, yeah
It's just me, myself, and my heart, uh
My heart said, "under any circumstance or for any reason
Lay down your guard again and I'ma stop beatin'
Please, friend, I cannot take it no more"
Four in the mornin', while they sleepin', I'm wide awake
Thinkin' about the problems I faced, make my heart race
I done put my trust in so many, they all traded lanes
I don't know where I should start but it's time for a change
During the day, I'm Rod Wave, but I feel like Cobain
Do I wanna deal with the pain that tomorrow brings?
Might grab a gun, blow out his brain, he'd been feelin' strange
But then he think 'bout Reginae and think about Charmaine
So many smiles, so many hugs, but I still feel alone
Cut down the lights, cut off his phone, and get in his zone
Lost in his thoughts, he's in a vault, but his mind, it roams
And he'll give his heart to anyone who will call it home
And he's been like that for so long, since a small child
He'd be okay until he sober, then his thoughts pile
They be on social sites ridin', clownin' a nigga
Then he remember he's up two, three hundred thousand on niggas
He havin' conversations in the dark, yeah, yeah
It's just me, myself, and my heart
My heart said, "under any circumstance or for any reason
Lay down your guard again and I'ma stop beatin'
Please, friend, I cannot take it no more"
Writer: Rodarius M. Green, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Close Enough To Hurt
(Drum Dummie)
(Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
In this life I've been scarred
So I walk around with my guard
And they quick to say Lil Nuni trippin'
I think about my past and get in my feelings (okay)
I think about the people who desert me (okay)
I think about the ones who didn't deserve me (okay)
Think about the ones who did me dirty (okay)
I won't let you close enough to hurt me (okay)
And I've been stayin' to myself, I've been movin' low-key
'Cause I don't know you, and nigga, you don't know me
I don't need no new homeboys, nigga, I'm straight
You can keep your handshakes, these niggas snakes, I play it safe
And sometimes I wish bae could understand (okay)
That I am not your average man (okay)
Ain't insecure, I'm just hurtin'
Tryna find out is you worth it?
Openin' up make me worried
And new faces make me nervous (who that?)
Like where these niggas was when we was slidin' in my Acura?
Now they wanna pop ou 'cause them R's is in the back of us
And we be state to state, promoters always got them racks for us
New niggas come 'round, I disappear like Perry the Platypus
In this life I've been scarred
So I walk around with my guard
And they quick to say Lil Nuni trippin'
I think about my past and get in my feelings (okay)
I think about the people who desert me (okay)
I think about the ones who didn't deserve me (okay)
Think about the ones who did me dirty (okay)
I won't let you close enough to hurt me (okay)
(Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
In this life I've been scarred
So I walk around with my guard
And they quick to say Lil Nuni trippin'
I think about my past and get in my feelings (okay)
I think about the people who desert me (okay)
I think about the ones who didn't deserve me (okay)
Think about the ones who did me dirty (okay)
I won't let you close enough to hurt me (okay)
And I've been stayin' to myself, I've been movin' low-key
'Cause I don't know you, and nigga, you don't know me
I don't need no new homeboys, nigga, I'm straight
You can keep your handshakes, these niggas snakes, I play it safe
And sometimes I wish bae could understand (okay)
That I am not your average man (okay)
Ain't insecure, I'm just hurtin'
Tryna find out is you worth it?
Openin' up make me worried
And new faces make me nervous (who that?)
Like where these niggas was when we was slidin' in my Acura?
Now they wanna pop ou 'cause them R's is in the back of us
And we be state to state, promoters always got them racks for us
New niggas come 'round, I disappear like Perry the Platypus
In this life I've been scarred
So I walk around with my guard
And they quick to say Lil Nuni trippin'
I think about my past and get in my feelings (okay)
I think about the people who desert me (okay)
I think about the ones who didn't deserve me (okay)
Think about the ones who did me dirty (okay)
I won't let you close enough to hurt me (okay)
Writer: Noel Sellars, Rod Green, Tevin Revells
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Green Light
Ayo, Nashi, you go crazy
Yeah, yeah
Okay, green light, uh, uh
Pistol in the party don't seem right
Lil' bro off that Molly, can't think right
It's about to be a f*ckin' green light
I get in my feelings off that Henn', dawg
I'm gon' be this way until the end, dawg
I got too much on my mind and I cannot get it off
Gon' be a homicide before Nuni take the loss, green light
The good die young
They be the first ones to leave
Ace told me keep my strap
But now he restin' in peace
If I ever catch the nigga who killed him out on the street
I'ma tie him to my truck and drive that nigga to the beach (brrt)
Ay, tell a nigga, "rest in peace"
Uh, tryna blind a nigga
F*ck it, jump in the bucket, let's go find these niggas
All I need is a half a ounce of weed, my brand new AR-15
I'm gon' make a nigga bleed
Ay, tell him leave it in the street
We gon' put it in they life
Spin his block with that Glock
He jumped the gate and left his bike
Niggas get knocked out they socks
When they get hit with that pipe
Woadie jumped out with that chop
Then introduced them to that green light
Okay, green light, uh, uh
Pistol in the party don't seem right
Lil' bro off that Molly, can't think right
It's about to be a f*ckin' green light
I get in my feelings off that Henn', dawg
I'm gon' be this way until the end, dawg
I got too much on my mind and I cannot get it off
Gon' be a homicide before Nuni take the loss, green light
Yeah, yeah
Okay, green light, uh, uh
Pistol in the party don't seem right
Lil' bro off that Molly, can't think right
It's about to be a f*ckin' green light
I get in my feelings off that Henn', dawg
I'm gon' be this way until the end, dawg
I got too much on my mind and I cannot get it off
Gon' be a homicide before Nuni take the loss, green light
The good die young
They be the first ones to leave
Ace told me keep my strap
But now he restin' in peace
If I ever catch the nigga who killed him out on the street
I'ma tie him to my truck and drive that nigga to the beach (brrt)
Ay, tell a nigga, "rest in peace"
Uh, tryna blind a nigga
F*ck it, jump in the bucket, let's go find these niggas
All I need is a half a ounce of weed, my brand new AR-15
I'm gon' make a nigga bleed
Ay, tell him leave it in the street
We gon' put it in they life
Spin his block with that Glock
He jumped the gate and left his bike
Niggas get knocked out they socks
When they get hit with that pipe
Woadie jumped out with that chop
Then introduced them to that green light
Okay, green light, uh, uh
Pistol in the party don't seem right
Lil' bro off that Molly, can't think right
It's about to be a f*ckin' green light
I get in my feelings off that Henn', dawg
I'm gon' be this way until the end, dawg
I got too much on my mind and I cannot get it off
Gon' be a homicide before Nuni take the loss, green light
Writer: Edgar Bustos Lopez, Rodarius M. Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AUGMENTED MUSIC PUBLISHING INC., Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AUGMENTED MUSIC PUBLISHING INC., Songtrust Ave
Brace Face
(Trillo Beats, you did it again)
(Ill Will made the beat bounce)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Okay, um, let's go
(Uh, let's go)
Uh (let's go)
I know you know what you do to me
I'm a fiend for your soul, so good to me
I forever want you next to me (yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (uh-huh, yeah)
I forever want you next to me (okay, okay, okay), uh
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (yeah)
Look, look, look
What kind of woman you is? What kind of man you like?
What kind of shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
Bae, you the sickest, I'm feelin' I need you in my life
Your people trippin', my people tripping, let's catch a flight
Yeah, and we'll be gone for some days (okay, what up)
It's back to chasin' paper, I'll be gone for some days (what up)
I hope that you don't take this in the wrong kind of way
But baby, your ass the baddest, I want you here to stay
And you be f*ckin' with bosses, baby, come and be my girl
Life of a youngin, baby, come get in my world
Sprinter van hustlin', city to city (what up)
On the road chasin' money, you should come chase it with me
She be fly like the kid, baby love that designer shit (what's up?)
She do hair chic, lashes, all kind of shit
Hope you can keep it real 'cause I'm f*cking with you
But you stop playing games and we can do that too
I'd rather be your N-I-G-G-A (what else?)
So we can smoke weed and sip lean all day
Bae, come put that pussy on me (what else?)
Stop lookin' 'cause she tooken, homie (bitch ass, get the f*ck)
She in Calabasas cookin' for me
I love the way she wear her hair, lace fronts and all
I love the way she make 'em stare, do makeup and all
If you seen her in them drawers, you would see what I mean
Bae, I'ma keep it G, I need you here on my team
I know you know what you do to me
I'm a fiend for your soul, so good to me
I forever want you next to me (next to me, baby, give me that ecstacy)
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (ooh-whoa)
I forever want you next to me, uh (you know, you know)
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (hrr)
Look, look, look
(Ill Will made the beat bounce)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Okay, um, let's go
(Uh, let's go)
Uh (let's go)
I know you know what you do to me
I'm a fiend for your soul, so good to me
I forever want you next to me (yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (uh-huh, yeah)
I forever want you next to me (okay, okay, okay), uh
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (yeah)
Look, look, look
What kind of woman you is? What kind of man you like?
What kind of shit you like to do to make you feel alright?
Bae, you the sickest, I'm feelin' I need you in my life
Your people trippin', my people tripping, let's catch a flight
Yeah, and we'll be gone for some days (okay, what up)
It's back to chasin' paper, I'll be gone for some days (what up)
I hope that you don't take this in the wrong kind of way
But baby, your ass the baddest, I want you here to stay
And you be f*ckin' with bosses, baby, come and be my girl
Life of a youngin, baby, come get in my world
Sprinter van hustlin', city to city (what up)
On the road chasin' money, you should come chase it with me
She be fly like the kid, baby love that designer shit (what's up?)
She do hair chic, lashes, all kind of shit
Hope you can keep it real 'cause I'm f*cking with you
But you stop playing games and we can do that too
I'd rather be your N-I-G-G-A (what else?)
So we can smoke weed and sip lean all day
Bae, come put that pussy on me (what else?)
Stop lookin' 'cause she tooken, homie (bitch ass, get the f*ck)
She in Calabasas cookin' for me
I love the way she wear her hair, lace fronts and all
I love the way she make 'em stare, do makeup and all
If you seen her in them drawers, you would see what I mean
Bae, I'ma keep it G, I need you here on my team
I know you know what you do to me
I'm a fiend for your soul, so good to me
I forever want you next to me (next to me, baby, give me that ecstacy)
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (ooh-whoa)
I forever want you next to me, uh (you know, you know)
I'm addicted to your ecstasy (hrr)
Look, look, look
Writer: Rodarius M. Green, Trentay Demon Robinson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Poison
(Ayy, that's probably Tago)
I was tryna f*ck with lil' what's-her-name, but she be actin' like a fan
She had to tell the world we had, you know what I'm sayin', with the, uh
(Tyler Javeon) mm
Had to tell the world, you know what I'm sayin', you ain't really f*ckin' with me
You know what I'm sayin', you a fan, bitch
Airball these rounds, dolo, thug life
Uh, yeah, uh
And I don't want no more love, I feel its poison
Late at night I can't sleep 'cause I hear voices
Tellin' me I'm too deep, quit tryna force it, uh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Got too much stuck on my chest, can't get it off of me
I put my demons to rest but they been stalking me
Lord knows I tried my best, I gave it all of me, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Late at night, I been roaming, I ain't getting no sleep (whoa)
It's hard to stay focused when that pain running deep
Been alone my whole life, but you helped me forget
Then you made me remember my heart cold as December
Learning to love myself, I been alone every weekend
They say he's out of breath because he's been runnin' from demons
You left, I needed help, you were someone that I believed in
People change like the seasons, I'm asking what's the reason?
Then I been thuggin' dolo, lay in my bed and cut off my phone
I smoke that dope alone, me and others don't get along
You can't peep the pain in my face but I hide it deep in these songs
I learned to keep my mouth closed 'cause don't nobody know what's wrong
Got me addicted to love, and then you left 'round the same time
Sorry I can't make time, been living on space time
I heard through the grapevine she told you we FaceTimed
That shit got a block, tell that bitch to kick rocks, yeah, yeah, uh
And I don't want no more love, I feel its poison
Late at night I can't sleep 'cause I hear voices
Tellin' me I'm too deep, quit tryna force it, uh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Got too much stuck on my chest, can't get it off of me
I put my demons to rest but they been stalking me
Lord knows I tried my best, I gave it all of me, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
And I don't want no more love, I feel its poison
Late at night I can't sleep 'cause I hear voices
Tellin' me I'm too deep, quit tryna force it, uh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Got too much stuck on my chest, can't get it off of me
I put my demons to rest but they been stalking me
Lord knows I tried my best, I gave it all of me, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, dog, whoa
Yeah, dog
Uh, yeah-yeah-yeah, uh
(Dolo, lay in my bed and cut off my phone)
(I smoke that dope alone, me and others don't get along)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
I was tryna f*ck with lil' what's-her-name, but she be actin' like a fan
She had to tell the world we had, you know what I'm sayin', with the, uh
(Tyler Javeon) mm
Had to tell the world, you know what I'm sayin', you ain't really f*ckin' with me
You know what I'm sayin', you a fan, bitch
Airball these rounds, dolo, thug life
Uh, yeah, uh
And I don't want no more love, I feel its poison
Late at night I can't sleep 'cause I hear voices
Tellin' me I'm too deep, quit tryna force it, uh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Got too much stuck on my chest, can't get it off of me
I put my demons to rest but they been stalking me
Lord knows I tried my best, I gave it all of me, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Late at night, I been roaming, I ain't getting no sleep (whoa)
It's hard to stay focused when that pain running deep
Been alone my whole life, but you helped me forget
Then you made me remember my heart cold as December
Learning to love myself, I been alone every weekend
They say he's out of breath because he's been runnin' from demons
You left, I needed help, you were someone that I believed in
People change like the seasons, I'm asking what's the reason?
Then I been thuggin' dolo, lay in my bed and cut off my phone
I smoke that dope alone, me and others don't get along
You can't peep the pain in my face but I hide it deep in these songs
I learned to keep my mouth closed 'cause don't nobody know what's wrong
Got me addicted to love, and then you left 'round the same time
Sorry I can't make time, been living on space time
I heard through the grapevine she told you we FaceTimed
That shit got a block, tell that bitch to kick rocks, yeah, yeah, uh
And I don't want no more love, I feel its poison
Late at night I can't sleep 'cause I hear voices
Tellin' me I'm too deep, quit tryna force it, uh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Got too much stuck on my chest, can't get it off of me
I put my demons to rest but they been stalking me
Lord knows I tried my best, I gave it all of me, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
And I don't want no more love, I feel its poison
Late at night I can't sleep 'cause I hear voices
Tellin' me I'm too deep, quit tryna force it, uh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Got too much stuck on my chest, can't get it off of me
I put my demons to rest but they been stalking me
Lord knows I tried my best, I gave it all of me, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, dog, whoa
Yeah, dog
Uh, yeah-yeah-yeah, uh
(Dolo, lay in my bed and cut off my phone)
(I smoke that dope alone, me and others don't get along)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Writer: Aaron Owuor Tago, Rodarius M. Green, Tyler Javeon Lewis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Cuban Links
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Tre made this beat
Let's talk 'bout hard times, real bottom boy survivor
Way before the jewelry, the groupie hoes, and designer
Back when I was tryna find a way for all my partners
Rema hit the window, popped the door for me and Lijah
'Member wakin' up with no destination
But I had some dedication, couldn't use my education
'Cause no nine dollars could help me face what I was facing
My light bill due, envelope blue, that mean you behind on payments
Rap slowed down and I was low on cash
Fresh out of high school, kicked out the house for living fast
Went and got a spot, then got a job, 'cause pops was on my ass
Then that's when pops had went to jail so it didn't last
Hit the block with Brock 'cause I was tryna pay my bills
Like f*ck a rap career, let's touch these streets and make a mil'
Fast forward, like Rod Wave, tell me how you feel
When I think about my past, that shit give me chills, uh
Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray
Because He finally made a way
I been runnin' up that paper, mama
And before I let 'em come and take it, mama
I'ma die in these Cuban links
I'm gon' die in these Cuban links (bangers again)
Die in these Cuban links (right now today, let's go)
Die in these Cuban links (yes, Lord)
All my life it been a struggle
You on and fall off, you find out who really love you
Playin' in the storm drain, came out the gutter
Good relationships, I admit I had a couple
Making love to the money, me and bae lil' couple
Yola cooked down to the oil in it, don't switch around
I need everything when it lock in the pot, yeah
Grab it off the top, let it dry, work the clock, yeah
Finally up in rank, movin' blocks, holdin' sham, yeah
Havin' my lil' way, ghetto pussy used to act funny
Now I'm hittin' her hard from the back, she throw it back for me
And when I went to jail, shawty left, turned her back on me
Flexin' on they ass, pants sag with them racks on 'em
Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray
Because He finally made a way
I been runnin' up that paper, mama
And before I let 'em come and take it, mama
I'ma die in these Cuban links
I'm gon' die in these Cuban links
Die in these Cuban links
Die in these Cuban links
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Tre made this beat
Let's talk 'bout hard times, real bottom boy survivor
Way before the jewelry, the groupie hoes, and designer
Back when I was tryna find a way for all my partners
Rema hit the window, popped the door for me and Lijah
'Member wakin' up with no destination
But I had some dedication, couldn't use my education
'Cause no nine dollars could help me face what I was facing
My light bill due, envelope blue, that mean you behind on payments
Rap slowed down and I was low on cash
Fresh out of high school, kicked out the house for living fast
Went and got a spot, then got a job, 'cause pops was on my ass
Then that's when pops had went to jail so it didn't last
Hit the block with Brock 'cause I was tryna pay my bills
Like f*ck a rap career, let's touch these streets and make a mil'
Fast forward, like Rod Wave, tell me how you feel
When I think about my past, that shit give me chills, uh
Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray
Because He finally made a way
I been runnin' up that paper, mama
And before I let 'em come and take it, mama
I'ma die in these Cuban links
I'm gon' die in these Cuban links (bangers again)
Die in these Cuban links (right now today, let's go)
Die in these Cuban links (yes, Lord)
All my life it been a struggle
You on and fall off, you find out who really love you
Playin' in the storm drain, came out the gutter
Good relationships, I admit I had a couple
Making love to the money, me and bae lil' couple
Yola cooked down to the oil in it, don't switch around
I need everything when it lock in the pot, yeah
Grab it off the top, let it dry, work the clock, yeah
Finally up in rank, movin' blocks, holdin' sham, yeah
Havin' my lil' way, ghetto pussy used to act funny
Now I'm hittin' her hard from the back, she throw it back for me
And when I went to jail, shawty left, turned her back on me
Flexin' on they ass, pants sag with them racks on 'em
Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray
Because He finally made a way
I been runnin' up that paper, mama
And before I let 'em come and take it, mama
I'ma die in these Cuban links
I'm gon' die in these Cuban links
Die in these Cuban links
Die in these Cuban links
Writer: Aaron Tago, Frank D. Gilliam, Kevin Gates, Rodarius M. Green, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Soldier Life
(Ace Lex on the beat)
(Thug life, bitch ass)
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got a time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
(It's the) life of a soldier, yeah
Life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got they time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah (okay)
Life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
It's hard to maintain this soldier life mentality
It would be a tragedy, them white folks come and hassle me
Throw me down and wrestle me just to put on handcuffs
Try me with resisting when they told me throw my hands up
For tryna get my bands up to feed the fam
They want me nine-to-five working as a pizza man
Instead I'm nine-to-five serving, going gram-for-gram
'Cause 'fore you know it, the bills gonna be due again
They look at us as hooligans but they don't understand the hand that I was dealt
All the dreams that I watched melt, all the pain that I done felt
All the storms that I survived and all the rain that I done felt
Look me in my eyes, you'll see I got no choice but to grind
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got a time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
(It's the) life of a soldier, yeah
Life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got they time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
Life of a soldier (rrah)
Life of a soldier, yeah, rrah
(Ace Lex on the beat)
Yeah, yeah
(Thug life, bitch ass)
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got a time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
(It's the) life of a soldier, yeah
Life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got they time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah (okay)
Life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
It's hard to maintain this soldier life mentality
It would be a tragedy, them white folks come and hassle me
Throw me down and wrestle me just to put on handcuffs
Try me with resisting when they told me throw my hands up
For tryna get my bands up to feed the fam
They want me nine-to-five working as a pizza man
Instead I'm nine-to-five serving, going gram-for-gram
'Cause 'fore you know it, the bills gonna be due again
They look at us as hooligans but they don't understand the hand that I was dealt
All the dreams that I watched melt, all the pain that I done felt
All the storms that I survived and all the rain that I done felt
Look me in my eyes, you'll see I got no choice but to grind
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got a time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
(It's the) life of a soldier, yeah
Life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
Didn't ask to be alive, but I'm livin'
Will I die in the streets? Maybe I'll go to prison, yeah
Everybody got they time, I feel it coming
Met death at sixteen, since then I ain't stopped running
I promise this the life of a soldier
Life of a soldier, yeah
Life of a soldier (rrah)
Life of a soldier, yeah, rrah
(Ace Lex on the beat)
Yeah, yeah
Writer: Alexabier Maxwell, Rod Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Counted Steps
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago)
(Tahj Money)
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
I remember, shit, bitch, I felt so stuck, bro
You feel me?
Niggas still go through their shit, you know, life comes with up and downs
You know what I'm sayin', but
From where I was at, you know, I hit my licks (even when your back against the)
Now I see that it's just-
Even when your back against the wall
Phone keep ringing, but no one you can call
Just know it's gon' get rough, it's gon' be tough
Just when you had enough, you can't give up
You gotta tell yourself
Forget about the pain you felt
Every move is a counted step
I know you got a little more left
Sometimes I sit and wonder will it change?
It be hard not to go under tryna maintain
Then I be feeling like they phone don't work both ways
'Cause they can call but I can't call no one for a thing
Remember when they told me we was gon' see better days
A week later Deija died, and now I'm full of pain
Remember when they told me that we finally made it through the rain
A month later, phone ring, and now Bang out in the grave
Bitch, it's crazy, it be tearing me apart
I be feeling like it's no one there to talk
And I be feeling like it's no one I can call
It be so much on my mind but I cannot get it off
But that money make me happy, I'm so thankful for my team
'Cause now we state-to-state, I finally get to live my dream
So even though you're broke and in your past is full of pain
You gotta keep moving towards better days
Even when your back against the wall
Phone keep ringing, but no one you can call
Just know it's gon' get rough, it's gon' be tough
Just when you had enough, you can't give up
You gotta tell yourself
Forget about the pain you felt
Every move easy, count each step
I know you gotta live one out
Even when your back against the wall
Phone keep ringing, but no one you can call
Just know it's gon' get rough, it's gon' be tough
Just when you had enough, you can't give up
You gotta tell yourself
Forget about the pain you felt
Every move is a counted step
I know you got a little more left
(Tahj Money)
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
I remember, shit, bitch, I felt so stuck, bro
You feel me?
Niggas still go through their shit, you know, life comes with up and downs
You know what I'm sayin', but
From where I was at, you know, I hit my licks (even when your back against the)
Now I see that it's just-
Even when your back against the wall
Phone keep ringing, but no one you can call
Just know it's gon' get rough, it's gon' be tough
Just when you had enough, you can't give up
You gotta tell yourself
Forget about the pain you felt
Every move is a counted step
I know you got a little more left
Sometimes I sit and wonder will it change?
It be hard not to go under tryna maintain
Then I be feeling like they phone don't work both ways
'Cause they can call but I can't call no one for a thing
Remember when they told me we was gon' see better days
A week later Deija died, and now I'm full of pain
Remember when they told me that we finally made it through the rain
A month later, phone ring, and now Bang out in the grave
Bitch, it's crazy, it be tearing me apart
I be feeling like it's no one there to talk
And I be feeling like it's no one I can call
It be so much on my mind but I cannot get it off
But that money make me happy, I'm so thankful for my team
'Cause now we state-to-state, I finally get to live my dream
So even though you're broke and in your past is full of pain
You gotta keep moving towards better days
Even when your back against the wall
Phone keep ringing, but no one you can call
Just know it's gon' get rough, it's gon' be tough
Just when you had enough, you can't give up
You gotta tell yourself
Forget about the pain you felt
Every move easy, count each step
I know you gotta live one out
Even when your back against the wall
Phone keep ringing, but no one you can call
Just know it's gon' get rough, it's gon' be tough
Just when you had enough, you can't give up
You gotta tell yourself
Forget about the pain you felt
Every move is a counted step
I know you got a little more left
Writer: Aaron Tago, Rodarius M. Green, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Titanic
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago)
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Say when love comes around naturally
You'll miss it, my friend, if you blink
Now you're just a memory
Tried to tell you, but now you just remember me
I was tryna let you know, yeah, uh
I was tryna let you know, yeah
I was tryna let you know, whoa, whoa
I was tryna let you know
'Fore I let you go, whoa, yeah
I was tryna hold on, hold on to ease the pain
But why hold on if I wasn't ready to change?
And now you're just a memory
Don't mistake my cries for cries of sympathy
I was just so young, so young, didn't know the difference
Mama said, "Don't make excuses, son, 'cause that will never fix it"
Mama said, "Just take your losses, son, and then grow with it"
Mama said, "Just next time you get this far, do it different"
And I tried to do it different when I fell in love
But sittin' waitin' on karma had me scared enough
Like this time, no, next time, it'll be fair enough
In the inside, I'm tearing up
Say when love comes around naturally
You'll miss it, my friend, if you blink
Now you're just a memory
Tried to tell you, but now you just remember me
I was tryna let you know, yeah, uh
I was tryna let you know, yeah
I was tryna let you know, whoa, whoa
I was tryna let you know
'Fore I let you go, whoa (Luca Brasi), yeah
I still think about you, 'cause I was your first
First real one that ever was
Hurt still come when not on drugs
Love to see you smile, got you a purse from out the dirt
And the work still come from out the slums
You from my turf, I'm the first real one you ever loved
And I been lookin' for you inside somebody else
It been so hard to find
Room full of crowded people, I feel lost sometimes
Know you in a relationship, but still, I gotta call sometimes
I was just thinking about you, I tapped your line, you crossed my mind
Say when love comes around naturally
You'll miss it, my friend, if you blink
Now you're just a memory
Tried to tell you, but now you just remember me
I was tryna let you know, yeah, uh
I was tryna let you know, yeah
I was tryna let you know, whoa, whoa
I was tryna let you know
'Fore I let you go, whoa, yeah
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Say when love comes around naturally
You'll miss it, my friend, if you blink
Now you're just a memory
Tried to tell you, but now you just remember me
I was tryna let you know, yeah, uh
I was tryna let you know, yeah
I was tryna let you know, whoa, whoa
I was tryna let you know
'Fore I let you go, whoa, yeah
I was tryna hold on, hold on to ease the pain
But why hold on if I wasn't ready to change?
And now you're just a memory
Don't mistake my cries for cries of sympathy
I was just so young, so young, didn't know the difference
Mama said, "Don't make excuses, son, 'cause that will never fix it"
Mama said, "Just take your losses, son, and then grow with it"
Mama said, "Just next time you get this far, do it different"
And I tried to do it different when I fell in love
But sittin' waitin' on karma had me scared enough
Like this time, no, next time, it'll be fair enough
In the inside, I'm tearing up
Say when love comes around naturally
You'll miss it, my friend, if you blink
Now you're just a memory
Tried to tell you, but now you just remember me
I was tryna let you know, yeah, uh
I was tryna let you know, yeah
I was tryna let you know, whoa, whoa
I was tryna let you know
'Fore I let you go, whoa (Luca Brasi), yeah
I still think about you, 'cause I was your first
First real one that ever was
Hurt still come when not on drugs
Love to see you smile, got you a purse from out the dirt
And the work still come from out the slums
You from my turf, I'm the first real one you ever loved
And I been lookin' for you inside somebody else
It been so hard to find
Room full of crowded people, I feel lost sometimes
Know you in a relationship, but still, I gotta call sometimes
I was just thinking about you, I tapped your line, you crossed my mind
Say when love comes around naturally
You'll miss it, my friend, if you blink
Now you're just a memory
Tried to tell you, but now you just remember me
I was tryna let you know, yeah, uh
I was tryna let you know, yeah
I was tryna let you know, whoa, whoa
I was tryna let you know
'Fore I let you go, whoa, yeah
Writer: Aaron Owuor Tago, Brandon Jamal Russell, Kevin Gilyard, Rodarius M. Green
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Extra
You know I had got that, I had got that from my big brother
He told me
It was time, he say, he say, "Gunsmoke"
(I love you, Consent)
He said, "Rod, I ain't playin' with no nigga, I-I'ma book him"
(The big general said that)
Everybody wanna rap
Lord knows, I get in my zone off that Actavis (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Late at night, we reunite, I feel extravagant (I feel extravagant)
In the middle of the day, I get in my feelings and think about whackin' shit
(I think about whackin' shit)
With my gang, right or wrong, that's that savage shit
Um, pussy nigga heard what I said
Tell that nigga playin' with my name
I got ten on his brain, we gon' leave a nigga dead
Turn a nigga weight out of bounds
Throwin' weight out of town, I'm still on a nigga's head
Tell a nigga I ain't scared, all they see is red, yeah, yeah
'Fore a nigga even get a chance, I'ma play my hand
Some things I don't understand like, how you hatin' on another man?
I be tryna ignore it, but I can't, that shit take it all out of me
Niggas that I grew up with got hidden hate, animosity
And you probably didn't feel that way 'til all these hoes started choosin'
Niggas know that they wrong for all that hatin' they be doin'
I ain't never been scared of action, nigga, no, ain't no changin' me
Way before this rappin', a nigga ain't never play with me
From the streets to the JBC, niggas know it's whatever
I'm with what you with, tell them niggas get off my dick
Niggas bleed how I bleed, but can't move how I move
I put sixty in the street, I want 'em all to rest in peace (whoa, whoa)
Lord knows, I get in my zone off that Actavis (yeah)
Late at night, we reunite, I feel extravagant (yeah)
In the middle of the day
I get in my feelings and think about whackin' shit
(I think about whackin' shit)
With my gang, right or wrong, that's that savage shit
Um, pussy nigga heard what I said (what up?)
Tell that nigga playin' with my name
I got ten on his brain, we gon' leave a nigga dead (we gon' leave a nigga dead)
Turn a nigga weight out of bounds
Throwin' weight out of town, I'm still on a nigga's head
Tell a nigga I ain't scared, (I ain't scared) all they see is red, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nah, for real, yeah
What this is? Gang shit
Nah for real, that's that gang shit
This that bang shit, this that, yeah
Pop, pop
He told me
It was time, he say, he say, "Gunsmoke"
(I love you, Consent)
He said, "Rod, I ain't playin' with no nigga, I-I'ma book him"
(The big general said that)
Everybody wanna rap
Lord knows, I get in my zone off that Actavis (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Late at night, we reunite, I feel extravagant (I feel extravagant)
In the middle of the day, I get in my feelings and think about whackin' shit
(I think about whackin' shit)
With my gang, right or wrong, that's that savage shit
Um, pussy nigga heard what I said
Tell that nigga playin' with my name
I got ten on his brain, we gon' leave a nigga dead
Turn a nigga weight out of bounds
Throwin' weight out of town, I'm still on a nigga's head
Tell a nigga I ain't scared, all they see is red, yeah, yeah
'Fore a nigga even get a chance, I'ma play my hand
Some things I don't understand like, how you hatin' on another man?
I be tryna ignore it, but I can't, that shit take it all out of me
Niggas that I grew up with got hidden hate, animosity
And you probably didn't feel that way 'til all these hoes started choosin'
Niggas know that they wrong for all that hatin' they be doin'
I ain't never been scared of action, nigga, no, ain't no changin' me
Way before this rappin', a nigga ain't never play with me
From the streets to the JBC, niggas know it's whatever
I'm with what you with, tell them niggas get off my dick
Niggas bleed how I bleed, but can't move how I move
I put sixty in the street, I want 'em all to rest in peace (whoa, whoa)
Lord knows, I get in my zone off that Actavis (yeah)
Late at night, we reunite, I feel extravagant (yeah)
In the middle of the day
I get in my feelings and think about whackin' shit
(I think about whackin' shit)
With my gang, right or wrong, that's that savage shit
Um, pussy nigga heard what I said (what up?)
Tell that nigga playin' with my name
I got ten on his brain, we gon' leave a nigga dead (we gon' leave a nigga dead)
Turn a nigga weight out of bounds
Throwin' weight out of town, I'm still on a nigga's head
Tell a nigga I ain't scared, (I ain't scared) all they see is red, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nah, for real, yeah
What this is? Gang shit
Nah for real, that's that gang shit
This that bang shit, this that, yeah
Pop, pop
Writer: Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker, Rodarius M. Green
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave
Abandoned
(Acelex got a full one)
He's been abandoned his whole life (oh yeah)
If loving me is hard, I apologize
If I push you away, promise you'll stay by my side
He's been broken, traumatized
Yeah, yeah, uh (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Uh, okay
I can remember, gotta remember way back when
Since a small, small kid, I didn't ever have no friends
'Member daddy went to prison, Uncle Derek took me in
Then Uncle Derek went to prison, that's when my troubles began
Mama went off and found her some happiness, she got married
Missin' my daddy badly, I turned my back on the family
And that left me looking for love in all the wrong place
Now my heart that was so full of love is full of hate
Everybody that I invested trust turned to be snakes
Everybody that I invested trust turned to be fake
I know you're frustrated, you want me to open more
But it takes a strong, strong heart to heal a broken soul
He's been abandoned his whole life (oh yeah)
If loving me is hard, I apologize
If I push you away, promise you'll stay by my side
He's been broken, traumatized
Uh huh
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Uh
Now here's a toxic trait that I have
I beg for distance when I'm mad
But bein' distant, we won't last
And if it's best for you, then go be free
But if you plan on comin' back
Then baby, you shouldn't leave
'Cause by the time that you get back, I'll be gone
Too scared of bein' alone
And where I lay my hat's my home
And I know that you're frustrated
You want me to open more
But it takes a strong, strong heart
To heal my broken soul
Broken soul
Broken soul, yeah
Bring the hook back right there
He's been abandoned his whole life (whoa, whoa)
(His whole life, his whole life, yeah)
If loving me is hard, I apologize (yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa)
If I push you away (push you away, yeah)
Promise you'll stay by my side (if I push you away, yeah)
He's been broken, traumatized (he's been traumatized, traumatized)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg (whoa, whoa)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg (whoa, whoa)
He's been abandoned his whole life (oh yeah)
If loving me is hard, I apologize
If I push you away, promise you'll stay by my side
He's been broken, traumatized
Yeah, yeah, uh (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Uh, okay
I can remember, gotta remember way back when
Since a small, small kid, I didn't ever have no friends
'Member daddy went to prison, Uncle Derek took me in
Then Uncle Derek went to prison, that's when my troubles began
Mama went off and found her some happiness, she got married
Missin' my daddy badly, I turned my back on the family
And that left me looking for love in all the wrong place
Now my heart that was so full of love is full of hate
Everybody that I invested trust turned to be snakes
Everybody that I invested trust turned to be fake
I know you're frustrated, you want me to open more
But it takes a strong, strong heart to heal a broken soul
He's been abandoned his whole life (oh yeah)
If loving me is hard, I apologize
If I push you away, promise you'll stay by my side
He's been broken, traumatized
Uh huh
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg
Uh
Now here's a toxic trait that I have
I beg for distance when I'm mad
But bein' distant, we won't last
And if it's best for you, then go be free
But if you plan on comin' back
Then baby, you shouldn't leave
'Cause by the time that you get back, I'll be gone
Too scared of bein' alone
And where I lay my hat's my home
And I know that you're frustrated
You want me to open more
But it takes a strong, strong heart
To heal my broken soul
Broken soul
Broken soul, yeah
Bring the hook back right there
He's been abandoned his whole life (whoa, whoa)
(His whole life, his whole life, yeah)
If loving me is hard, I apologize (yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa)
If I push you away (push you away, yeah)
Promise you'll stay by my side (if I push you away, yeah)
He's been broken, traumatized (he's been traumatized, traumatized)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg (whoa, whoa)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, dawg (whoa, whoa)
Writer: Alexabier Maxwell, Rod Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Chip On My Shoulder
Mm, mm
Remember, I was a small child, we would play
That was way before the drama I endured, and the pain
Mama had already told me there'll be days when it rains
But lately, it's been crazy hurricanes
And this life we live is strange
I've been lost since I was young
'Member pops had went to prison
That's when we was low on funds
Mama said I have this chip on my shoulder, that's forever
Seen them close the casket on Deja
We grew up together
Then X told me, "play it safe"
Three days later he was murdered
Got me on my knees
I'm askin' God, "what's my purpose?"
I pray that before I leave
I leave my heart in these verses
'Til then I'll lay in this bed
And repeat thoughts in my head
Mama told me when it rains, it be pourin'
Mama told me it would rain, but it's stormin'
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
Mama told me when it rains, it be pourin'
Mama told me it would rain, but it's stormin'
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
Mm, mm
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
I got this chip on my shoulder forever and ever
Remember, I was a small child, we would play
That was way before the drama I endured, and the pain
Mama had already told me there'll be days when it rains
But lately, it's been crazy hurricanes
And this life we live is strange
I've been lost since I was young
'Member pops had went to prison
That's when we was low on funds
Mama said I have this chip on my shoulder, that's forever
Seen them close the casket on Deja
We grew up together
Then X told me, "play it safe"
Three days later he was murdered
Got me on my knees
I'm askin' God, "what's my purpose?"
I pray that before I leave
I leave my heart in these verses
'Til then I'll lay in this bed
And repeat thoughts in my head
Mama told me when it rains, it be pourin'
Mama told me it would rain, but it's stormin'
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
Mama told me when it rains, it be pourin'
Mama told me it would rain, but it's stormin'
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
Mm, mm
I got this chip on my shoulder forever
I got this chip on my shoulder forever and ever
Writer: Blake Slatkin, Dylan J. Berg, Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Heart on Ice (Remix)
SpeakerBangerz
Look, uh, look
Heart been broke so many times I
Don't know what to believe
Mama say it's my fault, it's my fault I wear my heart on my sleeve
Think it's best I put my heart on ice, heart on ice
'Cause I can't breathe
I'ma put my heart on ice, heart on ice
It's gettin' the best of me
While in the cell with Lil' Hakeem, after I slapped him I had told him
"I don't know how you get down with them clowns but I'm a soldier"
No one could understand, I had way too much aggression
That built over the years from my abandoned adolescence
See I done been lied to, backstabbed, and heartbroken
I wanted to cry but I was too afraid to open
Prayin' one day I'd find a peace of mind by the ocean
I spent all my time committing crimes to get closer
While at my nana house I play the couch, starin' at the ceiling
Tryin' not to get in my feelings
Thinkin' of a way I could make these millions
Maybe that'll take this pain away and clear up all these rainy days
Heart been broke so many times I
Don't know what to believe
Mama say it's my fault, it's my fault I wear my heart on my sleeve
Think it's best I put my heart on ice, heart on ice
'Cause I can't breathe
I'ma put my heart on ice, heart on ice
It's gettin' the best of me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Brrt
Look, uh, look
Heart been broke so many times I
Don't know what to believe
Mama say it's my fault, it's my fault I wear my heart on my sleeve
Think it's best I put my heart on ice, heart on ice
'Cause I can't breathe
I'ma put my heart on ice, heart on ice
It's gettin' the best of me
While in the cell with Lil' Hakeem, after I slapped him I had told him
"I don't know how you get down with them clowns but I'm a soldier"
No one could understand, I had way too much aggression
That built over the years from my abandoned adolescence
See I done been lied to, backstabbed, and heartbroken
I wanted to cry but I was too afraid to open
Prayin' one day I'd find a peace of mind by the ocean
I spent all my time committing crimes to get closer
While at my nana house I play the couch, starin' at the ceiling
Tryin' not to get in my feelings
Thinkin' of a way I could make these millions
Maybe that'll take this pain away and clear up all these rainy days
Heart been broke so many times I
Don't know what to believe
Mama say it's my fault, it's my fault I wear my heart on my sleeve
Think it's best I put my heart on ice, heart on ice
'Cause I can't breathe
I'ma put my heart on ice, heart on ice
It's gettin' the best of me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Brrt
Writer: Johnathan Alexander Smith-Servance, Lance Donovan Bledsoe, Malik Bynoe-Fisher, Rodarius M. Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Ghetto Gospel is the debut studio album by American rapper and singer Rod Wave. It was released on November 1, 2019, by Alamo Records and distributed by Interscope Records. It features guest appearances from Kevin Gates and Lil Durk.
The former also served as executive producer during production. The album peaked at number ten on the US Billboard 200. The album was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA).
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Rod WaveThe former also served as executive producer during production. The album peaked at number ten on the US Billboard 200. The album was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA).
Length: 39:52
Released: November 1st, 2019
Year: 2019