Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lean On Me, artist - NoCap. Album song Steel Human, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Lean On Me |
I had gave you so much real, I shouldn’t have done that |
I sent my nigga on a drill, I pray he come back |
I got my heat so stop actin' like you cool with me |
My first time on TV was the news, nigga |
Had to leave that bitch, she kept tryna record me |
I do not rap, this shit just real nigga poetry (Ayy) |
I was just broke, it’s amazin' |
Soon as I got some money, niggas talkin' like they made me |
Chains on a nigga, it reminded me of slavery |
I know you don’t drink Promethazine |
I still want you to lean on me |
I’m sorry the streets been callin' me |
I just hate when you take my dawgs from me |
So just in case I buy another Frenchie |
I go out my way to kill enemies |
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh |
Ooh-ooh |
Bitch, you could have a hundred guns, but it’s about what you gon' do with 'em |
On top of my opps like mountains, I hate to say what I’m gon' do with 'em |
My shooters somethin' like Babe Ruth, just ordered me a new hitter |
And he’s from New York and I’m a giant, nigga, who little? |
This shit somethin' like the music, after you spin, it get more realer |
I’m not a gentleman, I walk in and let the door hit her |
The label, they just cut the check and I ain’t have no sizzle |
Blue face hundreds, my money ain’t got no rhythm |
Know my Draco step, that’s why I’m standin' on the porch with him |
I’ma win and I got ties now, I ain’t sparin' no nickle |
Real dream chaser, tomorrow I might |
Tywan was at the corner store with a Mad Dog and a four nickle |
Nigga made me mad, dawg, I flash out with no liquor |
You a rapper, not a real nigga, they need to log you out of Twitter |
I just wanna be alone |
And leave all of my people strong |
I still can’t believe we on |
I had prayed a hundred times, I was still worried |
He washed that stick a hundred times, it was still dirty |
I’m tryna smile and go forward like I’m James Worthy |
My bedroom and my car, it got the same curtains |
I know it helped me when you changed, but it’s still hurtin' |
I had to fire all my feelings, it just wasn’t workin' |
I still ride around with my metal, she got plastic surgery |
I had gave you so much real, I shouldn’t have done that |
I sent my nigga on a drill, I pray he come back |
I got my heat so stop actin' like you cool with me |
My first time on TV was the news, nigga |
Had to leave that bitch, she kept tryna record me |
I do not rap, this shit just real nigga poetry (Ayy) |
I was just broke, it’s amazin' |
Soon as I got some money, niggas talkin' like they made me |
Chains on a nigga, it reminded me of slavery |
I just wanna be alone |
And leave all of my people strong |
I still can’t believe we on |
I had prayed a hundred times, I was still worried |
He washed that stick a hundred times, it was still dirty |
I’m tryna smile and go forward like I’m James Worthy |
I know you don’t drink Promethazine |
I still want you to lean on me |
I’m sorry the streets been callin' me |