Testo Lessons - K-Trap feat. Wretch 32
Testo della canzone Lessons (K-Trap feat. Wretch 32), tratta dall'album Street Side Effects
Ayy, Wonda, you're an alien
Intuition strong, man, I know it's promised
Finish line, shit, the haters tryna throw me off it
They just see the name and think they know the topic
Girls, money, guns, and a load of boxes
Cah it's been that and soon be what it used to be
When I get these critics to get used to me
They only see what they wanna see, man, they're half blind
Collect the bag, already tell you I should half mine
Chattin' to my little nigga by the stairs
Sat there and stared, told him listen with his ears
No competition with your peers, you can get it all together
Do it that way, you're gettin' it forever
Clever, you gotta be the brains
Walk into the trap, now you gotta go escape
You can't always get it right, first, you gotta know mistakes
Puttin' it in drive but you're gonna press the brakes, wait
Money train and it came
I'm not to blame, you was late
I ain't alright, man, I'm great
And they don't wanna risk, give but they'll take
And they ain't ready, reason why they're tellin' you to wait
But you keep on going, you can't interfere with fate
I know we can't wait for that person with a cape
Neighbourhood heroes really came from the estates
Product of my environment, I'm in a maze
I thought nothing was bigger than my estate
That's why I looked to the olders to pave the way
My mummy raised me, they never gave her a raise
I done seen both sides of the coin
Like I've seen both sides of the point
Success and the consequence
Heat gave him confidence
They both lost life, both sides of the toy
Now the lifer say he wants to get his life back
Although the family can't ever get the time back
Different mood, different view
I'm only pissed cah I've seen it through my eyes, fam
Now I'm standin' on the stage
I'm just thankful and happy I became
Cah I seen man, rattin' in the race
The irony is seeing man standing there in cuffs
Cah he got caught grabbin' on a chain
When my heating was the oven
Handwashing all my jeans
Cah my mother let my cousin do the plumbing
When you see somethin' doesn't mean you need somethin'
Had that different type of hunger, we didn't even eat nothin'
Fool, I had to sell a gram
Now if you really get the picture, you can profit off the 'Gram
On the low, had to elevate to really over stand that
When you got the bottle, you know how to dodge the can
Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Jason St Claire Scott, Devonte Kasi Perkins Martin, Ludwig Josue Alemeza, Selorm Dziedzom Jordan Okpattah
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Disclaimer:
i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare
direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia
un artista o
un publisher.