Donae’O - Hot In February (Freestyle) lyrics
[Donae’O - Hot In February Freestyle lyrics]
Yo
I just want a life full of meaning
I just want a life where my niggas
Are 'round the round table eating
I just want a life where I can
See if a nigga approaches me
I don't think that it's beef
Don't wanna see another brother as demon
I know you feel the same
But we can't help it
The fight is within our breeding
When Martin Luther spoke of his dream
We should've believed him
But, I am far from an angel
So who am I to be preaching?
I'm from a place where it's cold outside
And if it's hot in February
You don't go that side
When man a stare in your face
As if he knows that guy
And bullets can fly if a
Nigga doesn't know that guy
I was constantly told to go home
But I was born here
Lost a couple friends to the road
Nigga I mourned here
Imagine talking to your best friend one night
Not knowing you're laughing and joking
Just for one last time
Listen, I get a call the next
Day and on the other line
There's brothers saying another brother
Taken my brother's life
Of course I don't believe him, it's gossip
This brother's lying
I put down the phone and I call my brother
There's no reply
I'm ringing everybody and everybody's
Saying the same thing
No one knows, no one knows
The story's never-ending, it's like so untold
I'm praying my brother's alive and
He's so on road
I just want a life full of meaning
I just want a life where my niggas
Are 'round the round table eating
I just want a life where I can
See if a nigga approaches me
I don't think that it's beef
Don't wanna see another brother as demon
I know you feel the same
But we can't help it
The fight is within our breeding
When Martin Luther spoke of his dream
We should've believed him
But, I am far from an angel
So who am I to be preaching?
I'm from a place where it's cold outside
And if it's hot in February
You don't go that side
When man a stare in your face
As if he knows that guy
And bullets can fly if a
Nigga doesn't know that guy
I was constantly told to go home
But I was born here
Lost a couple friends to the road
Nigga I mourned here
Imagine talking to your best friend one night
Not knowing you're laughing and joking
Just for one last time
Listen, I get a call the next
Day and on the other line
There's brothers saying another brother
Taken my brother's life
Of course I don't believe him, it's gossip
This brother's lying
I put down the phone and I call my brother
There's no reply
I'm ringing everybody and everybody's
Saying the same thing
No one knows, no one knows
The story's never-ending, it's like so untold
I'm praying my brother's alive and
He's so on road