Testo Want Me Dead - Young Thug feat. 21 Savage
Testo della canzone Want Me Dead (Young Thug feat. 21 Savage), tratta dall'album BUSINESS IS BUSINESS
Expect me, n-, like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me, n-, I'm comin'
Your ex like Pocahontas
Whatever happen, I'ma get money
I'm a Thriller n-, f- my conscience
These foreign shoes, f- my bunions (okay)
We done made a hundred bands on Sunday
And I ain't goin' to Magic Monday
Put the d- in her ass like crunches
I came from shootin' Cee-lo in the dungeon
I'm tired of makin' it rain, I'd much rather go buy me a plane (okay)
I had to call 'em to stop up the sink (okay)
Whole lotta tried to go down the drain (ha, okay)
First hundred thousand, I went made a strain
I was ridin' behind Gucci in a red Mulsanne
That was back in '09 before the fame came (okay)
I had a check 'fore the rap check came (okay)
I put baguettes on this sh-, I just blanked
I don't four-four, make the check Houdini
B-, you cheated, don't speak when you see me
I'm in the Turbo S, no GP
I'm gettin' head from Ch-, I meant CC
My n- ain't even tryna hit sweetie (nah)
That b- turn me off, no kizzy (no kizzy)
I told my ex, "Don't call, I'm busy" (oh)
I just told my new one she gotta trust me (gotta trust me)
She love all my friends 'cause they love me (love)
Everything you do and everything you say is stuck with me
You're lovin' me, yeah
I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable"
I let her get away with murder when I fall in love
I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us"
I told my n-, "f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us"
They want me dead, they want me dead
If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead
I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dawg
I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh
I keep that fire on me everywhere (21)
It's one n- talk on the internet
But when we turn on his block, he ain't ever there (on 21)
All them lil' boys be tryna act gangster
That's why when they die, I don't ever care (on 21)
We in the middle of summer, but, n-
We steppin', this sh- feel like February (p-)
Yellow diamonds, they canary
Came from the bottom and I made it to the other side
Nah, I ain't use no fairy (facts)
Opps be smokin' on n- they ain't step on
Them n- funny, Jim Carrey (straight up)
Stones in my ear, they VVS certified
B-, I can't hear you clearly (on God)
Big 4L, we ain't beefin' 'bout h-, n-
Don't bring that sh- near me (21)
Leave your phone when you step
I drop the bag, your secret is kept (21)
Opps cliqued up, they needed some help
Got too much money, I hired a chef
Get me mad enough, I do it myself (21)
Y'all n- p-, it's all on your breath (21)
Go against me, that sh- bad for your health
Where he stayin' is the same place he left (21)
I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable"
(Take this watch from me)
I let her get away with murder when I fall in love (yeah)
I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us"
(Because they know)
I told my n-, f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us" (I told my n-, n-)
They want me dead, they want me dead (dead, they want me dead)
If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead
I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dog (codeine, no red, no)
I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh
(Metro)
Credits
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Elias Klughammer, Allen Ritter, Andre Eric Proctor, Leland Tyler Wayne, David Ruoff, Jeffery Lamar Williams, She'yaa Bin Abraham-joseph
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