Testo What - Eve feat. Truth Hurts

Testo della canzone What (Eve feat. Truth Hurts), tratta dall'album Eve-Olution

You can love Eve, hate Eve, I don't care
Cop my shit, dog, play this here
Come through, ride out, bitch like me
Stomped out your little flames ever so politely
It's me
You know what this is, got the crowd like what?
Ain't a bitch alive that can take my what?
This time when I come, it's gon' be like what?
It ain't hard to tell, you just been done
This bitch sick, spit clips
Toxic, ooh shit, that's it
Tired of my voice? Plug your ears
Outrageous by choice, love the stares
Knew my time would come, was prepared
Come back second to none, still here
But whatever though, cat's incredible
Watch me jaw drop, y'all stuck like vegetables
Take my shine, that's my lifeline
Sit back and watch me chart climb
Bitch, now it's all mine
I ain't givin' up or lettin' up
Advice, step it up
Slow down 'cause your mistakes is catchin' up
Fans abandon you, scramblin', I'm sittin' pretty
Ain't nothin' left but me standin' and you ain't with me
Side stories all you left with 'cause it's over
Some say I'm mad, nah, I'm just a little colder
You know what this is, got the crowd like what?
Ain't a bitch alive that can take my what?
This time when I come, it's gon' be like what?
It ain't hard to tell, you just been done
I'm the boss of this
Know the cost when you floss with this
Got you lost like, "Excuse me, miss"
Can't keep up, you step, I jump five steps ahead
Need new shit, old tactics is dead
Anything that you thought was the shit, it ain't
All the things that you thought you could do, you can't
While I'm here, stay prepared
Veins in your eyes while you stare, nose flared out
Same as it used to be, niggas clear out
Open spaces, huh, I replaced it
Disappointment on all your faces
Cheer up, back to the basics, I geared up
Settled in, stuck and I'm here, what?
What you gonna do to take me out? Nothin'
But thank you 'cause you caked me out, huh
Watched you, studied you, made me better
Played you, faded you, now they sweater
Got through the door only 'cause they let her
Dose of the first was cool, but it gets better
Yeah, shit gets better
You know what this is, got the crowd like what?
Ain't a bitch alive that can take my what?
This time when I come, it's gon' be like what?
It ain't hard to tell, you just been done



Credits
Writer(s): Eve Jeffers, Andre Romell Young, Shari Anita Watson, Michael A. Elizondo Jr.
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.

Elenco artisti

APPROFONDISCI:   

© 2026 Riproduzione riservata. Rockol.com S.r.l.
Policy uso immagini

Rockol

  • Utilizza solo immagini e fotografie rese disponibili a fini promozionali (“for press use”) da case discografiche, agenti di artisti e uffici stampa.
  • Usa le immagini per finalità di critica ed esercizio del diritto di cronaca, in modalità degradata conforme alle prescrizioni della legge sul diritto d'autore, utilizzate ad esclusivo corredo dei propri contenuti informativi.
  • Accetta solo fotografie non esclusive, destinate a utilizzo su testate e, in generale, quelle libere da diritti.
  • Pubblica immagini fotografiche dal vivo concesse in utilizzo da fotografi dei quali viene riportato il copyright.
  • È disponibile a corrispondere all'avente diritto un equo compenso in caso di pubblicazione di fotografie il cui autore sia, all'atto della pubblicazione, ignoto.

Segnalazioni

Vogliate segnalarci immediatamente la eventuali presenza di immagini non rientranti nelle fattispecie di cui sopra, per una nostra rapida valutazione e, ove confermato l’improprio utilizzo, per una immediata rimozione.