Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Recovery, artist - Yungeen Ace. Album song Don Dada, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.06.2020
Record label: ATK, Cinematic
Song language: English
Recovery |
| I don’t even like speakin' 'bout this shit |
| Shit is what it is |
| See, Ksoo make your face go, oh |
| Trade in my Glock for a Draco, oh |
| Step on that boy because I said so |
| Peep myself for what? |
| They’ll bust his brains soon as I say go (Bang), yeah |
| Killers on alert, posted on the block with me, yeah |
| Made it out the hood so we all can eat, yeah |
| Said fuck the teacher, we was taught the streets |
| Don’t trust that nigga, fuck that ho, don’t make a move without that iron, yeah |
| Bust that bitch brain, no, I won’t leave a witness, yeah |
| War with the world, I told 'em come and get me, yeah (Come here) |
| You think I’m pussy, show you that I’m with it |
| We trace his steps and get his drop, I’ma make sure I hit him |
| Sin City robberies, soldieries |
| All-black tree fitted (All-black tree fitted, yeah) |
| Walking free, murder be underneath, no one seen |
| Nobody know he did it (Nobody know he did it) |
| Two months later, he was a victim (He a victim) |
| Yeah, he lackin', normally, he the one with it (Yeah, he lackin') |
| Clutchin' extension, but that day he wasn’t on his pivot (Wasn't on his pivot) |
| They hit the whole car, tryna kill everyone in it (Ah, fuck) |
| Just turned his killer rate up, we know they out to get us |
| My brother got shot up in his shit, for that, they locked me up (Damn) |
| They tried to accuse me for that shit, even brought charges up |
| Police told my mama, «Don't trust Ace, he the one who set it up» |
| Now I’m fed up with this shit (Damn) |
| Got shot in my ass, so it hurt when I sit |
| Man, I hate when I shit |
| Hate when it’s cold, man, them bullets get to moving and shit |
| Who the fuck cut the AC on? |
| Been lost my cool in this bitch |
| Ambulance rushin' down the street, but no one can save us |
| No pressure on my hand, left my body disabled |
| Royale screamin' at my mans, told Royale to get up |
| I ain’t hear Quan say shit, I know them boys had did us |
| Damn |
| Ayy, I got moments I wish I could take everything back, layin' on that cement |
| Thinkin' 'bout all the times we done had, you heard me? |
| Picture 4 in the backseat (4) |
| I shed a tear every time I see Malik (Malik) |
| 'Cause every time I look in his eyes, I see you (I see you) |
| Hoping this memory don’t fade away of you, yeah |
| 23, I wish you could’ve met your son (23) |
| Ain’t no doubtin' this one, ain’t no question he the one |
| Like Uncle Ace here with Quera, she just turned one |
| Know you’d be disappointed in me 'cause I ain’t talk to mom, yeah |
| Let’s kick it back to all this other shit (Oh yeah) |
| So much shit been on my mind, but it seemed irrelevant |
| I had some problems in the way, but I got rid of it (But I got rid of it) |
| Can’t be afraid to swing at curveballs, some you hit or miss, yeah |
| But I’d be lyin' if I told you I was happy |
| But you know I keep it real, I just be cap-free |
| My heart so broke, most of the time love distract me |
| Still got my fingers crossed, I hope my bitch don’t leave me |
| Paint the city red, we just shedded blood |
| It was a mess inside the field, my killers cleaned it up |
| Hollows knocked that nigga face, he couldn’t get up |
| Every problem in the city, they tend to blame us, yeah |
| If I could take it all back, I probably wouldn’t do it |
| Probably wouldn’t be the man today and the pain I stood |
| But I’d do anything to have them back, let’s get that understood |
| Seem like it’s hard for me to die, I know y’all wish I could |