Testo Drama - Yg Teck
Testo della canzone Drama (Yg Teck), tratta dall'album No Comparison
Ain't no signal over here what
Ain't no signal over here bitch
2024ever
I'm under nothing
See shit different, when you coming from it
Most of my niggas dead or caught life
Judge number running
The other half lost out this bitch
Early 20 something
Nigga can't win for nothing
Bitch geeking
Plug numbers jumping
I know I'm worth more
I come from the first floor
Some shit that I was missing I ain't got that I searched for
It hurt more
You help niggas out with your first pull
I prolly should've been on my first tour
I was surrounded by lowlifes
Been this way my whole life
While we roll dice, I really used to dream about this road life
My bitch watching lifetime
I ain't in my right mind
I need the light shine and tuck a mill in this lifetime
Tell me
What you mean
I was doing what I had to do
Round broken dreams
Feelin' like my shit shattered too
Had to get my shit together
I ain't mad at you
Sometimes you give people space to see what they rather do
Had a few
Close people change when my status grew
I really used to fix my bike with the patch and glue
I wish he copped out
He went to trial and they smashed him too
I'm knowing that I got another level I can tap into
Everything on the chin, ain't nothin' personal
I know the game inside out, this shit reversible
I tell whoever do what they want
Whatever work for you
Muhfuckas hurting they self, thinking they hurting you
Got some money still felt broke
That shit ain't mean nothing
When I hear a crack at the door, that mean a feind coming
I done bought chains bought watches, that shit remain nothing
Dope sales sharing they needles and losing vein structure
Jewelry off, back to the basics just to let you see
I tried do it right, but I make triple with this recipe
I like money counters, I don't really count cash
Call my number, get to you quicker than a bounce pass
Think you stressing cuz you broke it still hurt when you rich
I don't give a fuck about your problems
That 's some personal shit
It don't come easy as you think
Spit a verse and get rich
You want me give you everything
And watch me work for this shit
No
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Writer(s): Yg Teck
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