Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Will, artist - Andy Mineo. Album song Heroes for Sale, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.04.2013
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
You Will |
When you see me I’m in uptown baby |
What you know about me oh |
Nothing really well let’s change that |
See I came back I took a break but now I break that |
Formerly known yeah I made that |
And them car-tunez every Saturday |
Eat your breakfast (Tell 'em play that) |
Yeah I got lines like bar codes |
Yeah I got jokes like Bart Simpson on bar phones (Moe's Tavern) |
How you acting dumb on your smartphone |
Fishing of men so I stay looking |
Casting nets like I’m straight Brooklyn |
Oh your life so hard |
Why don’t you face your problems don’t Facebook em' |
Satan trying to make the straight crooked |
With the porn sites but I ain’t looking |
I got bands that’ll make her dance |
That’s a wedding ring for my wife, bling |
I’mma say that twice, bling |
Ladies if you ain’t got one |
Don’t give him none true love is waiting |
And you so worth that |
I know you heard some bull crap |
But if you headed down the wrong path |
Go ahead and turn back |
You’re never too far to be made new |
They said you damaged goods but it ain’t true |
I testify to that I ain’t lying Jack |
You could check with my whole crew whoop |
Y-O-U owe me nothing, no, nothing |
Y-O-U owe me nothing, no, nothing |
I know you will, I know you will, I know you will, I know you will |
I know you will, I know you will, I know you will, I know you will |
I know you will, I know you will |
Even when they say you won’t |
I know you will, I know you will, I know you will |
Even when they say you can’t |
I know you will |
No there’s nothing you can’t do |
Nothing in this world too big for you |
So when they say you can’t |
I know you will, I know you will |
Even when they say you can’t |
I know you will |
Some say you can’t, I say that you will |
My sinning cost a grip but Jesus paid the bill |
You don’t believe in miracles, I show you why they real |
Some rappers don’t got skill but somehow they got a deal, weird |
I’m riding around in this airport, flying around on my skateboard |
And my glasses on like a straight dork |
Oh, your money tall, but these days short |
I love the haters so I pray for 'em |
See them hearts we aim for 'em |
So I tell the world and we stay touring |
And we do it our way, we won’t change for 'em |
This ain’t no fast food, you can’t order us |
They looking so confused, what’s the formula? |
We just really want more of God |
Nah, we don’t really want more of us |
Cause He did it we giving Him thanks |
Even when they ain’t awarding us |
And them strip clubs, money drugs |
C’mon cous' you boring us |
We heard it all before |
And I’m still unimpressed with that sort of stuff |
We were made for more though |
With them award shows and you thank Christ |
That lip service don’t mean nothing if you ain’t about that life |