Testo Tears, Sweat, Blood - DC
Testo della canzone Tears, Sweat, Blood (DC), tratta dall'album In The Loop
I been up since mornin', sounds of the birds and the foxes yawnin'
They judge but I just ignore 'em, get 1 life and your not respawnin'
Stove on the pot tings borin', bro said he might try rappin'
The talkin' a lot tings borin', told bro that I might try action
In the field all day but still man pray coz the soul needs healin'
Still tryna ghost these demons, it's a new and a old school feelin'
My lord she's gleamin', white man thinks that I'm local dealin'
Buildin' a beat with Tobi, real big smoke when I roll thru Ealin'
MG on the T, me and the team ain't fuckin' about
Clogged up we're in the work
I took me a loss and it wasn't a drought
Put your foot in for clout
Gettin' it done then we're up and we're out
Throw like I'm up in the clouds
High on my feet ain't touchin' the ground
And my zoots still lit, still tryna blow off of YouTube clips
New school shit I give what I get on some mutual shit
All black that's the usual fit
Them man are all chat that's unusual shit
Glad that they not my bredrin, got clowns tryna block my blessings
That's why we ain't comin' in peace
Tears, sweat, blood on these streets
Feels like I ain't seen mummy in weeks
Can't touch yard 'til the money increase
Pray that the P's just rise, down on my knees like Jesus Christ
But we ain't gettin' no answers so we still search for the reasons why
That's why we ain't comin' in peace
Tears, sweat, blood on these streets
Feels like I ain't seen mummy in weeks
Can't touch yard 'til the money increase
Pray that the P's just rise, down on my knees like Jesus Christ
But we ain't gettin' no answers so we still search for the reasons why
Don't know what to call it, I'm callin' it sexy
Don't call me your bestie when it
Got real you ain't call me or text me
Bring more 'til it's empty but it
Still feels like there's plenty of room
I feel all of the envy, it don't effect me but they tend to assume
The hate kinda feels like love, lames tryna kill my buzz
Waves tryna fill my cup, I've still got babe tryna feel man up
I got pain, tryna heal my cuts
I still got snakes tryna build my trust
Coz they didn't build like us, coz they didn't build like us
That's why we ain't comin' in peace
Tears, sweat, blood on these streets
Feels like I ain't seen mummy in weeks
Can't touch yard 'til the money increase
Pray that the P's just rise, down on my knees like Jesus Christ
But we ain't gettin' no answers so we still search for the reasons why
That's why we ain't comin' in peace
Tears, sweat, blood on these streets
Feels like I ain't seen mummy in weeks
Can't touch yard 'til the money increase
Pray that the P's just rise, down on my knees like Jesus Christ
But we ain't gettin' no answers so we still search for the reasons why
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Writer(s): Dc, Tsb
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