Lyrics: Broly Composer/Yung Tyeee
Music: Broly Composer/Yung Tyeee
I feel our vibes changing up like the weather
In recent times, I breathe in, feel the pressure
But I am scared, wasn't wanting to severe
Triple 4 on my neck, it's now or never
You don't gotta think no more
I don't like to sleep no more
God hear me out
How you look down on me, look up to me
Now they gon' fear my doubt
****ing that bitch and I leave
They begging me, pleading, but I cannot hear that shit now
Choppa gon' leave that boy bleeding
Want you to see that we are not playing around
Uh, so serious
Goddamn, wΠ΅ ain't playing around
Uh, I want you to see us
My life a movie, read crΠ΅dits aloud
Why you gon' leave us?
bitch playing games, okay, go now
When in doubt, keep moving forward
I'm feeling the mood and I will not back down
I feel our vibes changing up like the weather
In recent times, I breathe in, feel the pressure
But I am scared, wasn't wanting to severe
Triple 4 on my neck, it's now or never
See a nigga like me, I ain't ever gon' fold, haha, okay
Between the beefing and the bitches, I been getting real cold
You had me ****ed up
The seasons are changing, you're feeling alone
We better together, then why she gon' fold?
The feelings I'm feeling are feelings unknown
This shit be so funny, why I feel I'm wrong?
I tried reading the gospels, it don't feel proper (shit)
You wonder why niggas put faith in the choppa (Feeling I'm wrong)
Niggas got problems and we got to solve them (shit)
But I feel the time, ain't no time for a gotham (I leave it alone)
Murder, we steal (shit)
? (**** it, let's go)
Life or death, my mental, work harder
I'm feeling like Kanye, I been through the wire
I feel our vibes changing up like the weather
In recent times, I breathe in, feel the pressure
But I am scared, wasn't wanting to severe
Triple 4 on my neck, it's now or never
And I'm so lost, I'm offline, hard to find
Got a lot of money, it don't help none
Still feeling pain everyday, goddamn
And you know my cup is bloody and it's filled up
?
I don't need your advice, nigga, I'm okay
I don't really think twice, nigga, I just spray
I will never be ready to change
Will forever be stuck in my ways
I'm loving your vibe, okay, keep up the pace
I should be able to tell you I'm fed up (Woah)
I'm not the same nigga no more
Twenty-five bands, get them gone
I feel our vibes changing up like the weather
In recent times, I breathe in, feel the pressure
But I am scared, wasn't wanting to severe
Triple 4 on my neck, it's now or never