Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Thought I, artist - SOLE. Date of issue: 27.08.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Never Thought I |
| Yeah, heh |
| You know it’s funny |
| The more things change, the more they stay the same |
| I’m sittin', watchin' these things around me People doubting me, people questioning me But everything’s falling into place |
| Yeah, everything in time, feel me? |
| 1 — never thought I’d be this fly, what |
| Never thought I’d be this tight, what |
| Never thought I’d have my time, what |
| Never thought you’d hear me rap, what |
| Everybody wanna a piece of my cut |
| That record deal got sour |
| It’s a trip how people change in this game |
| But it’s still the same |
| Never caught behind, twist-ups of the mind |
| Why I can’t bring that body? |
| Flipped it last time, press rewind |
| Script it, that time, got ya mind |
| Boys wasn’t wit it, had to recline |
| Laid back, fade back plenty of times |
| Tommy boy’s filled with plenty of rhymes |
| Back there niggas never called me fine |
| One of the guys that scouts the scene |
| Roughed up, stuffed up, left the scene |
| Y’all bitches wouldn’t never believe |
| That their niggas was checkin' for me Little girl, curls, that was me Little world, swirls, that was me Drama unfold, that was me Drama fun, girls that was me Scrawny little thing, as a child |
| Men would chuck, runnin' wild |
| Me called names? |
| Not allowed |
| Gotta be something that was vile |
| Wide eyed, cried, takin' 'em blowin' |
| Start ridin', cried, ?? |
| Flip that, start lookin' for shows |
| Spit that, time I have to go On the car 'round the block, runnin' with boys |
| Only girl got slick mccoy |
| Had a little crush, name was troy |
| Got a little rush, loved the joy |
| Bent adolescent tryin' to get down |
| ? To wearin' a frown |
| Steady comin' up, wonderin' how |
| Never been as fly, so look at me now |
| Started growin' up, started to bloom |
| Same damn thing, chased out the storm |
| E-lay c-lay caught at noon |
| Write more, fight more, stay in my room |
| Gettin' with the wrong guy, never again |
| Get it from the wrong guy, never a friend |
| Try to go straight, world tryin' to end |
| No such thing, 'cause I’m tryin' to mend |
| Niggas try to see me, never before |
| Bitches wanna be me, never before |
| Niggas that would this me, tryin' to score |
| Bitches now jealous of me whore |
| Heard they relay many of lines |
| Got played, got laid many times |
| Crushed inhibition, lookin' for signs |
| Love didn’t live here, it was blind |
| «who's she? «everybody askin' me |
| «who's she? «everybody ask to see |
| Who? Me? Everybody tryin' to be Game ain’t never been a thing to me Was broke, now tote plenty of g’s |
| Got mad, get with l-o-v |
| Me be mellow and sweet |
| Came up, has lots of luck |
| Came up, heads like destruct |
| Write more, don’t get stuck |
| Write more, then make a buck |
| Bitch can’t be heard,? Or a thing? |
| Been that shit, heard runnin' schemes |
| Now I’m the hottest thing on the scene |
| Straight line, got mine, know what I mean? |
| Keep it on top, not a raid |
| Hope it don’t fly, masquerade. |
| Myself from them days of play |
| Stories like this that I relate |
| Hopin' that, don’t start to slip |
| Hopin' that, can keep a grip |
| Write rhymes that I can flip |
| Mothafuckin' business, it’s a trip |
| Learned that life ain’t a game |
| Passed up, passed by, it’s a shame |
| Never let ya life go insane |
| Time go by, it’s chain |
| Look up, look by, it remains |
| Still be sittin' there, still complain |
| Gold digger’s dream?? |
| Look up at the sky, say my name |