All these bars I'm straight tho...
Passionate about my music
So I really do this
Every line
Every lyric
Remaining is da truest
Yea you gone get this work
You gone this work
Let em kno that trap line still twerk
Had to let em kno
I could Get it out the dirt
Still love when it hurt
When I was born I was cursed
Cursed to be the best nigga
When u Niggaz drop shit
Do u really think they listen
They jus vibe' n to beat
Wit the pen Ima beast
Eat nigga face off
If wanna face off
Rap battle tracks battle
OG got bars!
Roll a backwood wit Skrill
Or a Tatto wit marbs
Instead I got tattoos
Of Skrill and J marbs
And that's what hurts the most
Me my Niggaz was close
They ain't even have to kill em
But that's the life we live'n
One day a Drilla
The next day a victim
They chances that we take
Cuz nothing else was giving
So that was jus a given
End up dead or go to prison
I packed up all my shit to
10 key drop to sum different
Could i see coming something else
Yea York$ta got that vision
Stack or starve hustle hard
Trappin hard
Selling bars
Ride'n in a foreign car
I ain't goin too far
Trans slipping in dat bitch
Had to get a new one
My mans say he gotta Choppa
So we got a new one
All is one one is all
That's how I come
Pop a xan til I'm numb
Fall asleep in ya slop
Feel jus like a dope fiend
But I got dope dreams
Everybody got dope dreams
Pop a xan shoot the whole scene
Next day don't think about a thing
Niggaz say really wit the shit
But scared to pull up to a swerve
I feel sum type of way
Cuz every call I had to bird
Jack boy or not Nigga
Try Yorksta get shot Nigga
Now that's the end of that Nigga
In my circle found a rat nigga
I shoulda seen but I didn't
I let it slide that's a fact nigga
Still never turned my back Nigga
Love is I can't act Nigga
Spared ya life and ya pockets nigga
Jus give me back
What u owe me Nigga
Jus know ion trust u nigga
Fredo Man U really broke my heart
How u try to Tax a me
We was back to back in the trap
If a nigga wanted any smoke
You was gone call me
Goodfellas im like Pauline
But Ima Yorksta don't forget G
After the O
Popping these bars
Got me moving slow
But I'm still on point tho
But I'm stil on point tho
Poppin bars got me moving slow but I'm on point tho
Poppin bars got me moving slow but I'm on point tho yeah
Really broke my heart nigga!
York$ta - Barcelona Lyrics
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All these bars I'm straight tho...
Passionate about my music
So I really do this
Every line
Every lyric
Remaining is da truest
Yea you gone get this work
You gone this work
Let em kno that trap line still twerk
Had to let em kno
I could Get it out the dirt
Still love when it hurt
When I was born I was cursed
Cursed to be the best nigga
When u Niggaz drop shit
Do u really think they listen
They jus vibe' n to beat
Wit the pen Ima beast
Eat nigga face off
If wanna face off
Rap battle tracks battle
OG got bars!
Roll a backwood wit Skrill
Or a Tatto wit marbs
Instead I got tattoos
Of Skrill and J marbs
And that's what hurts the most
Me my Niggaz was close
They ain't even have to kill em
But that's the life we live'n
One day a Drilla
The next day a victim
They chances that we take
Cuz nothing else was giving
So that was jus a given
End up dead or go to prison
I packed up all my shit to
10 key drop to sum different
Could i see coming something else
Yea York$ta got that vision
Stack or starve hustle hard
Trappin hard
Selling bars
Ride'n in a foreign car
I ain't goin too far
Trans slipping in dat bitch
Had to get a new one
My mans say he gotta Choppa
So we got a new one
All is one one is all
That's how I come
Pop a xan til I'm numb
Fall asleep in ya slop
Feel jus like a dope fiend
But I got dope dreams
Everybody got dope dreams
Pop a xan shoot the whole scene
Next day don't think about a thing
Niggaz say really wit the shit
But scared to pull up to a swerve
I feel sum type of way
Cuz every call I had to bird
Jack boy or not Nigga
Try Yorksta get shot Nigga
Now that's the end of that Nigga
In my circle found a rat nigga
I shoulda seen but I didn't
I let it slide that's a fact nigga
Still never turned my back Nigga
Love is I can't act Nigga
Spared ya life and ya pockets nigga
Jus give me back
What u owe me Nigga
Jus know ion trust u nigga
Fredo Man U really broke my heart
How u try to Tax a me
We was back to back in the trap
If a nigga wanted any smoke
You was gone call me
Goodfellas im like Pauline
But Ima Yorksta don't forget G
After the O
Popping these bars
Got me moving slow
But I'm still on point tho
But I'm stil on point tho
Poppin bars got me moving slow but I'm on point tho
Poppin bars got me moving slow but I'm on point tho yeah
Really broke my heart nigga!
Passionate about my music
So I really do this
Every line
Every lyric
Remaining is da truest
Yea you gone get this work
You gone this work
Let em kno that trap line still twerk
Had to let em kno
I could Get it out the dirt
Still love when it hurt
When I was born I was cursed
Cursed to be the best nigga
When u Niggaz drop shit
Do u really think they listen
They jus vibe' n to beat
Wit the pen Ima beast
Eat nigga face off
If wanna face off
Rap battle tracks battle
OG got bars!
Roll a backwood wit Skrill
Or a Tatto wit marbs
Instead I got tattoos
Of Skrill and J marbs
And that's what hurts the most
Me my Niggaz was close
They ain't even have to kill em
But that's the life we live'n
One day a Drilla
The next day a victim
They chances that we take
Cuz nothing else was giving
So that was jus a given
End up dead or go to prison
I packed up all my shit to
10 key drop to sum different
Could i see coming something else
Yea York$ta got that vision
Stack or starve hustle hard
Trappin hard
Selling bars
Ride'n in a foreign car
I ain't goin too far
Trans slipping in dat bitch
Had to get a new one
My mans say he gotta Choppa
So we got a new one
All is one one is all
That's how I come
Pop a xan til I'm numb
Fall asleep in ya slop
Feel jus like a dope fiend
But I got dope dreams
Everybody got dope dreams
Pop a xan shoot the whole scene
Next day don't think about a thing
Niggaz say really wit the shit
But scared to pull up to a swerve
I feel sum type of way
Cuz every call I had to bird
Jack boy or not Nigga
Try Yorksta get shot Nigga
Now that's the end of that Nigga
In my circle found a rat nigga
I shoulda seen but I didn't
I let it slide that's a fact nigga
Still never turned my back Nigga
Love is I can't act Nigga
Spared ya life and ya pockets nigga
Jus give me back
What u owe me Nigga
Jus know ion trust u nigga
Fredo Man U really broke my heart
How u try to Tax a me
We was back to back in the trap
If a nigga wanted any smoke
You was gone call me
Goodfellas im like Pauline
But Ima Yorksta don't forget G
After the O
Popping these bars
Got me moving slow
But I'm still on point tho
But I'm stil on point tho
Poppin bars got me moving slow but I'm on point tho
Poppin bars got me moving slow but I'm on point tho yeah
Really broke my heart nigga!
Writer: Brenton York
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