Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Great Ones, artist - Gabe 'Nandez.
Date of issue: 22.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Great Ones |
I don’t socialize too much |
Probably cause I talk in my mind too much |
Maybe I’m too much |
Maybe I don’t care maybe I do but |
What do I know cuz? |
Think I know a lot, think a lot of you does |
Some of ya’ll bright |
Some of ya’ll know me |
None of ya’ll might |
Most of my life I been trouble |
Every time I look in your eyes I see double |
Lay on the grass, get my ass up |
Blade full of hash, weigh the stash up |
In the cut, started off strings |
Rock ‘n' roll black boy caught it off wind |
People criticized me ever since I was a child |
Like you talk look dress weird you a weird guy |
Never paid it much mind over time though |
Memories collide, animosity climb up |
Feel like imma lose it on somebody if he talk to me badly |
Let shit slide too much now I’m angry |
As a kid I had imaginary friends |
Come to find out they still imaginary man |
I will take a sword into my adversary’s head |
I will make sure that my adversary… |
Never was broke kid always had food |
Always had a roof over my head to go to school from |
Went to a couple in a couple different countries |
You could say I’m super lucky you could say the truth is ugly |
It could sound real nice from the outside |
Looking in from the inside |
And I’m not alright man |
The world for what it is ain’t all that nice and |
I have been a tourist to the poor |
Been in houses where you wouldn’t open doors |
I seen roads that ain’t never been paved |
That old women walk barefoot everyday |
Seen from the window of an SUV |
All these scenes made a mess you see |
Cause I was all good in my third world standing |
Not from the hood or the hood where I landed |
Fuck all that, your boy start wilding |
Flipping off expats in they own houses |
Diplomat brat was the stamp that was granted to me |
So I ripped it off like don’t hand it to me |
Tanzania to New York to Canada b |
To Jerusalem, Haiti and lands in between |
The world’s so fucked up the planet it screams |
Every time I talk to it comes answering me |
I been a great one since day one |
Imma be the great one when my day come |
Brave ones, stray ones, same ones, great ones |
I been a great one since day one |
Imma be the great one when my day come |
Brave ones, stray ones, same ones, great ones |
Fast forward 24 years |
Got two passports is anyone here |
Tell me why the airport feel like the crib |
Cardboard boxes, my cardboard skin |
Time holds hostage everything that it will |
My own offspring aborted with a pill |
That might cost him, like imma have to pay |
I ain’t talking cash money son I’m talking fate |
What you know about Gabe been an addict since thirteen |
Sniffed K in the elevator with elevated beings |
Ain’t nobody could separate me from who I’m trying to be |
Nigga sharp as a razor that’s just the nature of a G |
White women debating niggas on who we trynna free |
Night vision accelerating on us at top speed |
Anybody could get it debit or credit for the fee |
If I said it I meant that means I gotta get a piece |
I been a great one since day one |
Imma be the great one when my day come |
Brave ones, stray ones, same ones, great ones |
I been a great one since day one |
Imma be the great one when my day come |
Brave ones, stray ones, same ones, great ones |