Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Repaid, artist - Lil Keed. Album song Trapped On Cleveland 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Young Stoner Life
Song language: English
Repaid |
They was combatin' real niggas, know |
Didn’t call myself a real nigga all time |
It’s in me |
These niggas be trippin', they tryna rid me |
They crashin' right out when they swerve in my lane, hey (Swerve in my lane) |
Ain’t ask for no handout, ain’t ask for no help |
I did what I did on my own, why you hate? |
Hey (Why you hate on me? Hate on me) |
Look at my neck, look at my wrist |
Look at my fingers, a lot of shit changed, hey (It changed on me) |
Show loyalty, unity |
And don’t lie to me, we gon' remain, hey (Remain) |
I call you my brother, then you my brother |
I don’t give a fuck 'bout no stain, hey (No stain, hey) |
You talkin' down on me, whenever you needed me |
Yeah, you know the kid had came, yeah (Came through, hold the door) |
I’m drinkin' lots, bottles on bottles |
I cannot stop, 'cause I’m easin' pain, hey (Hey) |
I do a lot for so many niggas |
I ain’t never ask to be repaid, hey (Hey) |
When you gon' come to your motherfuckin' senses? |
When you gon' come to your motherfuckin' senses? |
When you gon' come to your motherfuckin' senses? |
Yeah, I rap 'bout the Bentayga |
'Cause I know in due time, I’ll get the Bentley, yeah, yeah |
She drink my spit 'cause she know a young nigga gettin' richer, no |
I ain’t never call no quits, I told my young nigga go 'head and flip it |
I switched all my toys up, different Jaguar whippin' |
Yeah, I open my doors up, yeah, my partner got a lift, shit |
Bad pink toe lil' ho, yeah, she run 'round my crib |
Understand that you richer than me |
But, guess what, lil' boy? |
You ain’t triller than me |
Got rich, but I’m in the hood, nigga, every day |
Durin' the pandemic, get hit with a whole clip |
Nigga actin' like a ho, you must’ve got your dick clipped |
Big, big slime and I be with big, big Crips |
Thick sweater on, Chanel, no Cosby |
Take my main ho to the homeland (Homeland) |
Niggas snitchin' and trollin' (Fuck 6ix9ine) |
Lookin' for a brain, yeah, you scarecrow me (For a brain, yeah) |
And my flipped car the only thing that got towed, man |
These niggas be trippin', they tryna rid me |
They crashin' right out when they swerve in my lane, hey (Swerve in my lane) |
Ain’t ask for no handout, ain’t ask for no help |
I did what I did on my own, why you hate? |
Hey (Why you hate on me? Hate on me) |
Look at my neck, look at my wrist |
Look at my fingers, a lot of shit changed, hey (It changed on me) |
Show loyalty, unity |
And don’t lie to me, we gon' remain, hey (Remain) |
I call you my brother, then you my brother |
I don’t give a fuck 'bout no stain, hey (No stain, hey) |
You talkin' down on me, whenever you needed me |
Yeah, you know the kid had came, yeah (Came through, hold the door) |
I’m drinkin' lots, bottles on bottles |
I cannot stop, 'cause I’m easin' pain, hey (Hey) |
I do a lot for so many niggas |
I ain’t never ask to be repaid, hey (Hey) |