Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Untie My Hands, artist - Stalley. Album song Pariah, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blue Collar Gang
Song language: English
Untie My Hands |
| —ration what I’m full of |
| Inspiration what I’m full of |
| Inspiration what I’m full of |
| A motorcade for the pull up |
| One of one, so show me good love, yeah |
| I been zoning, nigga, yeah |
| Inspiration what I’m full of |
| A motorcade for the pull up |
| I’m one of one, so show me good love, yeah |
| I been zoning, nigga, good love |
| Don’t gotta wonder who the realest if you see him in the mirror |
| I don’t got no time to waste, if it’s my watch, it work for real |
| I get wordy in these verses, I might leave my demons here |
| Call the weed man, tell him pull up if they reappear |
| I know you getting thirsty, lil' baby, just sip this beer |
| I got 'em coming down her face, she see my future in her tears |
| Never shook (Never shook) |
| I came prepared (Yeah, yeah) |
| Solid as fuck (Uh-huh) |
| Like both my legs (Uh) |
| Just like the clip that’s in your hair, don’t ever rip me off |
| You say you damaged, need repairs, so I’ma give it all |
| Yeah, I came crashing on this planet like coming of a Xanny |
| All this money on my mind, so don’t approach without a plan |
| I’m a Sacramento king, Jason Williams, Bobby Jackson |
| This right here is mine, check again, you cannot have it |
| Going ghost like Danny Phantom as soon as you start rambling |
| We mobbing like the Army, it’s just me, Lawrence, and Sanny |
| I been reading all your moves, I don’t really understand 'em |
| No, I don’t really understand |
| I like my ladies with a tan and my booking fee in hand |
| In control of my fate and trusting in God’s plan, oh |
| Yeah, I came crashing on this planet, yeah |
| No, I never took a Xanny |
| Just had this money on my mind |
| So don’t approach without a plan |
| They tell me heavy is the head |
| And I carry this stress around |
| Tell me more 'cause I ain’t scared, nah, nah |
| I’m taking chances to find my way up |
| So untie my hands and let me play some, mmm |
| We taking chances to find our way up, yeah |
| So untie my hands and let me play some, yeah (Correct) |
| My whole life been based on sacrifices |
| Battling demons, doubters, and vices |
| Broke and homeless, a couple of past crises |
| Was couch-surfing, burning bridges with women to get by shit |
| Rooted in the struggle, I just needed my lift |
| Was down to work, I just needed a shift |
| Hands dirty, I just needed a rinse |
| To come clean, I was hurting for this |
| Use my gift as a present and to service the jits |
| See 'em dying out here, to live’s the ultimate gift |
| So I breathe life into everything that I give |
| It’s purpose, and I’m not perfect, I admit |
| Had my back against the wall, never did I submit |
| At times, running to my goals was like running with cement |
| Then I got the jackhammer, started cracking at my feet |
| Put the wind behind my back and starting blacking at the feet |
| Yeah, took chances, found my way out the street |
| Now I’m backing out the V for all the days we used to use our feet |
| Cars by the fleet, gold by the kilo |
| The once evil villain turned to the people’s hero |
| And I took my chances and found my way out |
| And untied my hands so I could stay out |