Testo Tru Colors - Wayne Marshall
Testo della canzone Tru Colors (Wayne Marshall), tratta dall'album Tru Colors
Real friends serve you long
Fake friends do you wrong
Real friends serve you long
I...
Me did have you as my closest brother
How would you switch or sell out for another?
Until you stab me inna my back with a dagger
Now I see your true colors, yeah
You sell me out without a reason
Change up just like the season
We never hold it like Gang Dem and Stephen
I see your true colors
Everything did good before the smoke did clear
Me and you did closer than shoes weh inna pair
We never had much but we still make it share
Until you start change like a truck weh inna gear
Me and you did plan say we'd a turn a millionaire
I see you sell me out like a souvenir
When me really did need you, you disappear
You were no longer there
Me did have you as my closest brother
How would you switch or sell out for another?
Until you stab me inna my back with a dagger
Now I see your true colors, yeah
You sell me out without a reason
Change up just like the season
We never hold it like Gang Dem and Stephen
I see your true colors
Well everybody did have to flex when the times were low
We never did have no problem when we did a grow
The real test come when the money start flow
And you start feel the power of your ego
Your selfish and the evil way start fi expose
And now your best friend a money and clothes
Black should be the only color of a negro
But you're full of colors just like the rainbow
Me did have you as my closest brother
How would you switch or sell out for another?
Until you stab me inna my back with a dagger
Now I see your true colors, yeah
You sell me out without a reason
Change up just like the season
We never hold it like Gang Dem and Stephen
I see your true colors
Funny how we used to have a link when we never have nothing, nothing
Now that the things start build it's a big power struggle, struggle
Funny how we used to have a link when we never have nothing, nothing
Now that the things start build it's a big power struggle, struggle
More hype, more hardened
More power, less pardon
More disloyalty and deceit, you see it?
More hype, more hardened
More power, less pardon
More disloyalty and deceit, I...
Me did have you as my closest brother
How would you switch or sell out for another?
Until you stab me inna my back with a dagger
Now I see your true colors, yeah
You sell me out without a reason
Change up just like the season
We never hold it like Gang Dem and Stephen
I see your true colors
Credits
Writer(s): Wayne Omar Mitchell, Damian Robert Marley, Sean Damian Diedrick, Javaughn Bone
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