| Underwater, starin' at my shadow
|
| Seem like I never see light
|
| (Tre made this beat)
|
| Cold world, no coat, no, no, no, no, no
|
| Heartbreak, nowhere safe
|
| Too much pain, where will he go?
|
| I’m stayin' strong
|
| I look back like, «Now who done raised they tone?"(Oh yeah, yeah)
|
| You in this bitch with a bunch of made niggas
|
| You get your head blown (4KTrey, free DDawg, nigga)
|
| Walked in this bitch with a half a million up in cash, I blow it all
|
| Came from the bottom, beat some cases, they’d love to see me fall
|
| I say 38, 4KTrey, that’s for life
|
| Fuck all that fabricating, spray that K, take his life
|
| I pull that Maybach out the garage and ride
|
| How the fuck you take that criticism? |
| I know you tired
|
| You ain’t got no time to be dating, I’m on that same shit
|
| I invited you, don’t give a fuck 'bout who you came with
|
| My love for you, not for your family, I’m known to blank shit
|
| My trust for you been oh so damaged, where my pain went
|
| I said big brother, oh, Dump, nigga, why you leave us?
|
| I been buyin' them foreigns back to back, these niggas can’t keep up
|
| Tryna keep my mind from out the past, I’m smokin' on reefer
|
| Still things I’m learning, I’m tryna see how I’m gon' keep up
|
| Watch your words, said some shit, I’m tryna see 'bout it
|
| This guitar hold thirty-two chords, and I got that six around me
|
| I be in my own world, they make up stories, you can ask who be 'round me
|
| I’m so mad at this world, not carryin' this happiness, I’ma keep clowning
|
| I look back like, «Now who done raised they tone?"(Oh yeah, yeah)
|
| You in this bitch with a bunch of made niggas, get your head blown
|
| Walked in this bitch with a half a million up in cash
|
| I blow it all (Ayy, where my dogs at? There go the lab right now)
|
| Came from the bottom, beat some cases, they’d love to see me fall
|
| I say 38, 4KTrey, that’s for life
|
| Fuck all that fabricating, spray that K, take his life
|
| I pull that Maybach out the garage and ride
|
| How the fuck you take that criticism? |
| I know you tired
|
| Blow out the motor, hit the E-way, do the dash, nigga
|
| Shorted your brother on that money, I ain’t mad, nigga
|
| Patek steady bustin' from the bezel, watch it flash, nigga
|
| We say fuck that fuss and chopper bustin' at your ass, nigga
|
| Every time they play that, I pop 'em, that’s why you mad, nigga
|
| I be up in my feelings all the time, I’m a sad nigga
|
| And you the type that I can’t fuck if I can’t laugh with you
|
| Give a fuck 'bout who you is, I’m only breakin' bread with my niggas
|
| You ain’t Fat Black or Baby Joe
|
| I don’t give a fuck if I did time with you (On Baby, yes, sir)
|
| I look back like, «Now who done raised they tone?"(Oh yeah, yeah)
|
| You in this bitch with a bunch of made niggas, get your head blown
|
| Walked in this bitch with a half a million up in cash, I blow it all
|
| (Real hoes don’t make choices from emotions, they control theyself)
|
| Came from the bottom, beat some cases, they’d love to see me fall
|
| I say 38, 4KTrey, that’s for life
|
| Fuck all that fabricating, spray that K, take his life
|
| I pull that Maybach out the garage and ride
|
| How the fuck you take that criticism? |
| I know you tired |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shadows , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album 38 Baby 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп