Oncue - 43 GOD" lyrics
[Oncue - 43 GOD" lyrics]
Thank my mommy and my daddy
For not poppin' in that rubber
Goin' raw, then they had me
When I say, that line back it, sound nasty
I don't mean it that way i'm sayin'
Everything could change in a second
Besides me, you should give 'em Grammy's too
Plus Sue, Auntie Ro and Grammy too
Maybe Phil, but we ain't spoke in years no
But, I am, what they built tho
Whether right or wrong
I always wrote my songs
To keep my nerves so calm
Damn, always been that way
Way, way back then
Til now -shit ain't change
Better pay pay up now
What you think, I lost my brain?
Quit rapping keep singing
Quit singing keep rapping
Either way I been snappin'
Goddamn, I knew, this would happen
Kill me if you see me lackin'
I been chasin' the vision
I wasn't chasin' no bitches
That shit just hustle backwards
Damn, I was vicious I'd let
Em all hit the mattress
I mean no coffee in kitchen
I'd go and send there ass packin'
'Cause that love shit is for the weak
But jokes on me see, I fell in love last week
For the first time in years
I swear life's so strange but knowing me
It'll prolly blow up in my face
I'll prolly fuck it up, before this songs out
I'm beggin' you
Don't let me take the wrong route
These butterflies in my stomach
Got me fucking sick to my stomach
For too long, yeah, I been running
Making millions out of these hundreds
That's all I ever wanted ayy
Lord knows, I'm broken ayy
Lord knows, I'm haunted, ayy
Damn, I need you now i don't wanna look down
Can't afford to be vulnerable
She fucking Geoff or she fucking Cue?
Growing pains from this life I chose, yeah
Staying the same is not possible
It's just years up in the makin'
Countless bullshit I been taken
While you faking shit
Watch, what I do next
Fuck you, for taking me stupid
Don't get twisted, no rubix
I never left, I was re-grouping
You about to go get the suplex
Up in your shit like I'm Putin
Don't take my kindness for weakness
I swear, god, told me, to speak this
So stop frontin' like you knew this
This is the fork in the road
Your either op or your with me
I didn't punch in no code
It's ate alive by the city
Chewed up and spit me out whole
Like a roach no u can't kill me
On April's 3rd day I rose
From Peggy, damn you must feel me
Yeah, damn you must feel me
Yeah, I feel better now so better now