Testo KILL MY DREAMS - Booka600

Testo della canzone KILL MY DREAMS (Booka600), tratta dall'album KILL MY DREAMS

Touch a trend, be wildin' with it
You got your times, don't want to interrupt
I'ma fall back, I see you tryna put me in a stupor
Thinking that attention made you visible
They only see what you got is a little estible
A little drink with some coconut, open up
Things in your mind is self-taught, but you gon' post it up
Why be the reason of a man downfall?
When it's all said and done, they don't be redeeming
I got sick of the nightlife, fast life
Many situations, I don't know if it's gon' pass by
I'm the fire and the fuel to my gas pipes
I blew, that's the sound of a landmine
I pick up where I left and then slide
We put water on them, the rest had a bad time
When I got shot, I won't forget who was at my bedside
I flew, the next stop to see Bed-Stuy
I'm tryna feel a vibe of grace like Jackie Robinson and hope
To tell the truth, I ain't feel alive, I feel alone
Just tell the truth, you ain't in the bang, you on bone
I'm doing to you what you do to us, be in the wrong
At this point in life, I had to meet you in the womb
Or the sandbox, you was writing letters on my shoes
Saran wrap, we would play the package, just be gone
Can't stand that when a nigga act like he a clone
You got your times, don't want to interrupt
I'ma fall back, I see you tryna put me in a stupor
Thinking that attention made you visible
They only see what you got is a little estible
A little drink with some coconut, open up
Things in your mind is self-taught, but you gon' post it up
Why be the reason of a man downfall?
When it's all said and done, they don't be redeeming
It's the season of no pardons and plenty bleeding
If we all come at once, can you vision demons?
We been embarrassed, no room to take another teasing
But we never ran off into the southern region
Bond down was a critical point in our procedure
We taking baby steps knowing we was born leapers
I know my niggas love me and they real creepers
So many bodies that they fucking with my nigga Jeepers
You kill my dreams, but let me sleep, I'ma heal the pieces
I was a secret at birth, but now my mama keep her
I ain't satisfied with shit, shit, I get cheaper
Keep your distance when you coming from be fucking neefers
You got your times, don't want to interrupt
I'ma fall back, I see you tryna put me in a stupor
Thinking that attention made you visible
They only see what you got is a little estible
A little drink with some coconut, open up
Things in your mind is self-taught, but you gon' post it up
Why be the reason of a man downfall?
When it's all said and done, they don't be redeeming



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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Darontez Mayo
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