Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song To Each His Own, artist - Devin the Dude. Album song Soulful Distance, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Coughee Brothaz Enterprise, EMPIRE
Song language: English
To Each His Own |
Sloppily they copied me |
But obviously it ain’t done properly |
Maybe they just think it’s over with, but ain’t no stoppin' me |
They’ve been takin', fakin', makin' a mockery |
Whoever thought that hip-hop would be |
Full of niggas braggin', actin' like they hit the lottery? |
But it’s about to be a robbery; |
they gettin' nuttin' on they back end |
After sodomy, thinkin' they gonna be the next prodigy |
At the end of the game, they receive a window pane and a pot to pee |
Sometimes I gotta pinch myself to prove it’s not a dream |
How I’m survivin' in this non-thriving economy |
Wishin' steak what was on my plate, but for now it’s ham hock and beans |
Niggas with the money, they spend it on expensive Prada jeans |
But fuck it, to me it’s not a thing |
To each his own, know’m talmbout? |
Nah’mean? |
You gotta watch it 'cause a lot of niggas plot and scheme |
They’ll catch ya slippin' quick, a bada-boom, bada-bing |
And they’ll getcha for a lot of things |
So watch your necklace, watch your bracelet, watch your watch and rings |
These streets are full of tea, so ain’t no need to lie to me |
Big mouth cut creator, rock the beat |
And you know you can’t stop a freak, let her pop her P |
You might not like pussy, but don’t be watchin' me |
It’s gotta be monopoly |
They want your hips, lips, whips, chip, dip, no apostrophe |
Kingpins, you and your friends, y’all try to be |
You’re sellin' weight, you must be great at playin' hide 'n seek |
You try to slang, lawman jumps out the tree |
Grab your rocks and flee before you have to cop a plea |
That’s not for me, I keep my nose, ears and eyes clean |
But to each his own, know’m talmbout? |
Nah’mean? |