Testo Owe Me That - Chase Martin
Testo della canzone Owe Me That (Chase Martin), tratta dall'album The Real McCoy
I seen poverty and I ain't going back
Well, probably, don't know for a fact
These people gotta be tryna hold me back
I tell 'em "turn me up, boy, you owe me that"
This for all the years that I was grinding and they told me I ain't have it in me
Laughed at me, kicked me, I was down and backstabbed me, now I say "fuck 'em"
They mad at me, bitch, eat a dick, swallow the balls too
And never wonder why I don't call you
I'm fucking done, fly off at the handle, you can tell I'm my mother's son
My biggest concern is finding which concern is my number one
Got too many problems, line 'em up
And start knocking 'em down top to bottom
The first one being I think I need to put down this bottle
If I wanna see tomorrow, I gotta let go my sorrows
Tryna be a good person but I still don't know what it costs
'Cause I'm not giving an arm and a leg just to please y'all, so please piss off
Go on a road trip with no GPS and get lost
Maybe punch a bolder, bitch, or kick rocks
In a pair of flip flops, they tell me "just do it", I tell 'em "just watch"
But in the meantime, get off my crotch
I seen poverty and I ain't going back
Well, probably, don't know for a fact
These people gotta be tryna hold me back
I tell 'em "turn me up, boy, you owe me that"
Now they see me finally getting to this money, boy, I'm tryna feed the family
Get it by any means, I ain't giving out no apologies
I'm on my knees, begging God to help me conquer these thoughts that I keep having
What is wrong with me?
I'm thinking 'bout who do I gotta kill to get a million?
Whose daughter do I gotta start pimping? Which bank do I need to rob?
My pockets are running low, maybe I need a job
Too in love with selling dope to let it go, easy money
Just tell 'em not to mention that whenever they speaking of me
I'm tryna get big, said it ten years ago
I'm tryna buy my momma a crib and still am
Yeah, she raised a real man
Back when teachers used to tell me stop speaking without raising my hand
And I ain't listen so I got kicked out of school again
I was still the man, just a little bit shorter of an attention span
Now when they see the ring, they kiss the hand
I seen poverty and I ain't going back
Well, probably, don't know for a fact
These people gotta be tryna hold me back
I tell 'em "turn me up, boy, you owe me that"
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Writer(s): Chase Martin
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