Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kill, artist - Chaz French. Date of issue: 09.11.2017
Song language: English
Kill |
| Chaz to the muhfuckin' French |
| Shit to the muhfuckin' moe |
| Kill to the god damn (yeah) |
| To the godamn (yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah, look, okay |
| Don’t let 'em slow you down |
| Don’t let 'em hold you back |
| You don’t owe nobody nothin' |
| Bushes they beatin 'round |
| You should do yard work |
| I’m more like David Ruffin |
| Nobody here for you, honest |
| You ain’t worth losin' my focus |
| I just put on for the hopeless |
| I probably should’ve been (?) |
| But I just can’t keep on addressin' the phonies |
| This shit been ballin' since back in the day |
| Man I’m so used it, smack in the face |
| A stab in the back really nothin' to me |
| Need way more than that to slow down a king |
| You never hate on one that wanna be me |
| You mad at yaself, you don’t like what you see |
| Yeah, you played yourself by playin' your part |
| The man in the mirror don’t know who you are |
| Keep shootin' yaself in the foot all you want |
| Then we can see who is real from the jump |
| Yeah, all of these road trips it’s time for some closure |
| I’m missin' out on blessins' fuckin' with y’all |
| On everything I don’t need nothin' from y’all |
| The way I came in this world, that’s all i got |
| Fuck all the fake shit |
| Fuck all the politics |
| Fuck all the blogs |
| Fuck all the meetings I gotta go to |
| And they smile in ya face and talk shit when you gone |
| Sometimes I wanna say fuck bein' signed |
| Then I think about when I wasn’t signed |
| I know everything I been through due time |
| On the Mary J, but I’m not obliged |
| Pussy nigga wait, I’m focusin' on mine |
| Gotta read the signs, conquer and divide |
| Okay I’m on my own two |
| I don’t have nobody else around that I can run to |
| This is what it come to |
| Why we always fucked up |
| When we in the function |
| We can barely function |
| Still stand on my own two |
| I’m on my own two |
| Okay money bag, money bag |
| Keep that shit comin' in |
| Need that shit right now |
| Andale, andale |
| We see what they wipe down |
| While you on the tightrope |
| Blocks I be beatin' down |
| This shit domestic |
| Feelin' like Hefner |
| Dap to my old hoes |
| I gotta fuck 'em and duck 'em, it’s Aflac |
| Man it’s nothin' to me though |
| When I say I need sum |
| I’m talkin' threesome |
| Kickin' shit like police (?) |
| Lookin' back being (?) |
| Imagine being the best thing that your city’s ever seen in a while |
| Been a dream since a child |
| They say everything ain’t what it seems but for now |
| Give everything and anything to see momma smile |
| I’m a beast in the wild |
| Gonna have to be |
| You’a see what your eyes can’t believe somehow |
| Shoulda remind that |
| You gotta rewind that |
| You can’t get time back |
| It’s all in God’s plan, you know |
| Okay I’m on my own two |
| I don’t have nobody else around that I can run to |
| This is what it come to |
| Why we always fucked up |
| When we in the function |
| We can barely function |
| Still stand on my own two |
| I’m on my own two |
| Shit moe |
| Shit, moe! |
| Shit moe kill! |