Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Worse Than This, artist - Omelly
Date of issue: 11.12.2017
Song language: English
Worse Than This |
I ain’t trippin' off of nothin', it’s been worse than this |
It’s been worse than this. |
Really worse than this… |
Ain’t no time to trip now, shit, I’ve been through it all |
Praying 5 times a day, all praise to allah |
It was (?) 96' when I got that call |
Said my mom ain’t gonna make it, I had to take that loss |
I was 10 years old, that shit left me scarred |
Ripped me apart, I cried several nights in the dark |
I remember summer 92', my uncle Rob got murked |
My grams looked me in the eyes, said I’m gonna be a winner |
I remember coming home heating up TV dinners |
Toast and butter, closed my eyes, wished it was steak |
Oodles and Noodles, sugar in it, that was my plate |
Gone! |
Should I stay or should I go? |
I was saving, funds was low |
Back aching on the floor, mom’s hate me even more |
Fiends waiting by her door, quick to take it if it’s yours |
Niggas' hating, making stories, from the basement, that’s my story |
Mom thinking, now she worried, I’m (?) and I’m dirty |
Caught and 8th, niggas’s served me, switch a (?), that’s on purpose |
Some mistakes, I ain’t perfect, dawg, I pray when it ain’t working |
Felt ashamed, felt worthless, (?) |
I was posted, making purchases, floating half of 30's |
Bitches joking, trying to curve me |
I kept going, ain’t no worries |
I was hoping I got courage, I was floating. |
I was posted, never nervous, I got 30, catch this 30, for real |
[Verse 3: Dave East) |
I started with nothing, I had to grind for it |
I couldn’t afford Gucci or Tom Ford |
Needed a hoopty from the auction, asked my mom for it |
Trying to be a champ with this music, I got LeBron on it |
I started getting money and put my guys on it |
This (?) dropped that, gotta cut it, they wait in line for it |
I bomb on anything, they think Saddam on em |
You getting money, they don’t like that shit |
They’ll drop a dime on you |
Hearing niggas' hating, have me steaming like a hot sauna |
Knowing I’ll bring it to your door like I’m Tom Warner |
(?) on me, early morning like I’m Tom Joyner |
8 ball full of diamonds, my uncle said «I hope your .9 on you» |
It been way worse, east side. |