Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let You Tell It , by - Krizz Kaliko. Song from the album Legend, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.09.2020
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Let You Tell It |
| Look, I do everything I’m supposed to do |
| But fuck them taxes, paid 'em everything I owed you |
| But me and N9na still rolling till the wheels fall |
| They be trolling, last one, damn near killed y’all |
| And I don’t be popping pills, y’all can handle that |
| Don’t be sibling, y’all be leaning back and I’m straight up |
| Still repping for the ones that’s painted up |
| Whoop-whoop-whoop, painted up, whoop-whoop |
| We used to get them tops off, popped off with Caribou Lou |
| But me, I’m a dove, we came up for the fam bam |
| No matter how big or how tall, we still say yes ma’am |
| Learn how to walk 'fore you crawl |
| Ain’t had no plan plan |
| Just me and my sister, my momma, that’s all |
| Ain’t raised by no man and that’s okay |
| Cause |
| I will never leave you |
| Just had to get my mind right so I could be with you |
| And I ain’t never changing up |
| I was busy taking Ls, get my paper up |
| And I been gone for too long, let you tell it |
| And me and bro still can’t get on, let you tell it |
| And y’all don’t be really making a regular song, let you tell it |
| And it’s like I do everything wrong, let you tell it |
| And time ain’t on my side |
| I just be picking up the pieces |
| I’m just tryna drip, I’m just tryna see shit and be somebody |
| Started in the basement |
| I ain’t really say shit |
| Shit whatever work |
| If they feel it then milk it for what it’s worth |
| Been a gift but baby spit a curse |
| Cause that Devil, I think he got me first |
| Lord take me away from these women |
| I been in 'em but it don’t feel like living |
| And it don’t feel like love that I need |
| For my seed and my right sleeve |
| She the sweetest you’ll ever meet |
| Please believe |
| And yes she hold it down with my sons |
| She got all of my funds |
| Tote all of my guns |
| I be loving them buns |
| Never had a setback |
| You can bet that I said that |
| God gave me a jetpack |
| Just tell 'em hoes, they can backpack |
| Let me tell you something |
| And |
| I will never leave you |
| Just had to get my mind right so I could be with you |
| And I ain’t never changing up |
| I was busy taking Ls, get my paper up |
| And I been gone for too long, let you tell it |
| And me and bro still can’t get on, let you tell it |
| And y’all don’t be really making a regular song, let you tell it |
| And it’s like I do everything wrong, let you tell it |
| And time ain’t on my side |
| I just be picking up the pieces |
| I’m just tryna drip, I’m just tryna see shit and be somebody |
| Okay, let me tell it |