Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Judas, artist - Marger. Album song Manifest and Chill, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Judas |
| Truth |
| Always |
| My grandma told me that you won’t get nuttin' for nothing |
| To war with them it ain’t nothing |
| A hundred bags it ain’t nothing |
| I fly around like it’s nothing |
| Gyal can’t tell me that I ain’t nothing |
| Can’t change your life without money |
| They’re fuck boys they’re not gully |
| Tell a man straight got two lines why I turned up late |
| I don’t want to chill with them their love’s fake |
| Every time I look at these n*ggas I feel disgraced |
| Like get the fuck out of my face |
| Tell a man go suck out your nan’s grave |
| Still bust gats we ain’t changed |
| Dem man try dust out with man’s wage |
| I’ve sussed out your man’s ways |
| I’ve dunced ganja man’s plates |
| I’ve torn the rattles off snakes |
| My jungle dangle with apes |
| Some man do fuckry for this fame |
| Don’t trust people they’re strange |
| Dem man said it’s love cuz they meant blame |
| My grandma told me that you won’t get nuttin' for nothing |
| To war with them it ain’t nothing |
| A hundred bags it ain’t nothing |
| I fly around like it’s nothing |
| Gyal can’t tell me that I ain’t nothing |
| Can’t change your life without money |
| They’re fuck boys they’re not gully |
| Purple paper been stabbed and I’m back for this purple paper |
| I give thanks to the hearse creator |
| I’m blessed but I still want to burst this traitor |
| I put in too much time for others they all claim that they’re gang but they lie |
| they wasn’t |
| Opportunist only down for profs |
| So when the hype wears off you’ll be out of pocket |
| Stack money when you’re out the shop |
| And then stack money when you’re down the (toniss) |
| And stack money I’m about the profit |
| And clap shellies who got up (suttin') it |
| I make waves with a alcoholic |
| Man already know I’ve been firing tools |
| I’m still chilling with my n*ggas from primary school |
| So if man don’t like me cool but don’t like me too |
| But stay balanced like a bicycle |
| But fight for you |
| I never been 50−50 |
| When I break bread so we’re 50−50 |
| Man move shifty tell it |
| Van moves quickly |
| Got no disrespect dem man fighting with me |
| Got no respect for dons going against us |
| On side ting’s going the extra |
| I just wanna get rich go on adventures |
| I crave perfection |
| Dem hoes will get that |
| My grandma told me that you won’t get nuttin' for nothing |
| To war with them it ain’t nothing |
| A hundred bags it ain’t nothing |
| I fly around like it’s nothing |
| Gyal can’t tell me that I ain’t nothing |
| Can’t change your life without money |
| They’re fuck boys they’re not gully |
| My grandma told me that you won’t get nuttin' for nothing |
| To war with them it ain’t nothing |
| A hundred bags it ain’t nothing |
| I fly around like it’s nothing |
| Gyal can’t tell me that I ain’t nothing |
| Can’t change your life without money |
| They’re fuck boys they’re not gully |