Lyrics Matilda - Zelooperz

Matilda

Pray more, say less
All that talking made me depressed
You was stressed but never rocked no Payless
I had shakes from the crips to the shoes
Show you better than I can tell you
First pass the 'wood down like a heirloom
And I went through 'em bare-boo
lets face it
shot my 'unc in his face
Tryna make sure that his family ate
He used to paint portraits in the 'pen
See him for a month, he go right back in
I always knew what it would take
Get rich or die trying on the way
This shit remind me of Matilda
Tryna be that fat boy with the cake
Gluttony, tryna rupture me
Trying to get in my head, but they can’t fuck with me
I get passed, cuz the past stuck with me
Reaper come for me, but ain’t nobody come for me
I got more to do, nothing left to say
Silence keep me company cuz we relate
When I close my eyes, when I feel sane
Used to have these dreams, but now they feel the same
She gon' dog a nigga like I deserve it
I just do her dirt, cuz she worth it
Leave it scaled down filled up fortune
That other side still haven’t split they portions
I know cuz I see it with my third eye
And I spend that money like a turbine
Roullette gon' keep the tables turning
They gon' bet they last on my trick dice
I just take the chance, cuz they aiming for a bullseye
And my view looking like a bird’s eye
Fuck all that hoorah
I’m only here to do ya
I send you to your ruler
too high
Thought you had me for a millisecond
That shit is not effective
You boys is not eclectic
Tryna kill me you gon' need reflection
Vampire in the mirror, empty like my semi
Gluttony, tryna rupture me
Trying to get in my head, but they can’t fuck with me
I get passed, cuz the past stuck with me
Reaper come for me, but ain’t nobody come for me
I got more to do, nothing left to say
Silence keep me company cuz we relate
When I close my eyes, when I feel sane
Used to have these dreams, but now they feel the same
Christian, but she still ain’t shit
You gon' wait for that pussy, but her brain ain’t hit
Imma fuck her mind, till that pain ain’t there
Imma let that sit, till the flame ain’t there
Listen, fuck a rock on a wrist
Can’t rock like this if your blood ain’t thick
Bitches think I’m dying like them
Till I jump off a building and I fly up out of there
Distance, I can’t die like them
Don’t get high like them
I get fried like fish
Concentrate my hits
Can’t avoid my bitch
Don’t rock skinny jeans
Cuz the Glock don’t fit
I am not like them
I don’t stop like them
I need drugs in the hood
I am not like them
I don’t stop like them
I need drugs for a hug