8 24
Title | 8 24 |
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Artist | Medslaus |
Album | Poorboy |
Release Date | May 2017 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro: Medhane] Mountains don't move, no, they won’t People don't dance, no, they don't Leave ’em no chance, never fold If I ain't got shit, got my gold [Verse 1: Medhane] If I'm ridin' and you ride too Six deep in the whip, everybody move Can't nobody give me shit, do what I gotta do 'Cause it's a young nigga, I seen what them commas do It gon' give a nigga peace and some false pride Heard it help you live forever then we all die Mortal man, I just want something to call mine Still not sure which way I’m looking, think I’m cross-eyed Think I lost mine, askin' Lord to give it back Seen some niggas switch for cash Anything to get the bag (Just to get the bag) They said it’s anything to get the bag But I've been tryin' to make it real and make it last [Chorus: Medhane] Mountains don't move, no, they won’t People won't dance, no, they don't Leave 'em no chance, never fold If I ain't got shit, got my gold Got my own goals, I don't need yours Got my own goals, I don't need yours Got my own goals, I don't need yours [Verse 2: Maxo] Aye, look My nigga, I ain't ever been a lick I bet my momma and my bitch know And I ain't seen my niggas in a minute, bottom of the bottle point towards the ceilin' sendin' scars up [?] And I swear the death of me gon' be these women Only way I pay attention is when she slippin' off them linens but 'Fore I even got to finish up my sentence, pen leaking out my feelings I swear I'm livin' on borrowed time I said the darker the pigment, the harsher the sentence Read the laws of scriptures, know that I'm gifted Lookin' in the mirror and really know what a gift is I'm never for religion but if it fixin' I'm with it, I'm saying I hope my momma know I'm prayin' 'Cause these times gettin' hard like a fist to the gravel Split the sun with my shadow, pride hung up on the gallow Bumpy road but I shuttle like Aye You might also like[Chorus: Medhane] Mountains don't move, no, they won't People won't dance, no, they don't Leave 'em no chance, never fold If I ain't got shit, got my gold Mountains don't move, no, they won't People won't dance, no, they don't Leave 'em no chance, never fold If I ain't got shit, got my gold [Verse 3: Medhane] Tryin' to make a way now Really ain't no more time to waste now Thinkin' don't stop when I lay down Got no time to wait 'round or play clown For these sheep [Verse 4: Medhane] Can't roll wit' niggas that lie beneath, tryin' Get to these checks just to drop them on property I won't, let this soul say what Medhane could be 'Cause the man in the mirror said that he got it for me He got it for team, streets rob you of dreams So I move in silence, be hidin' what's on my bean Team modest but clean, we crop of the creme Why would I leave my brothers if they got it with me? Aye aye aye aye Said we workin' 'til that cloud move That we workin' 'til that crowd move This shit just don't sound cool Told the people I was lost until I found crew Still the mountains won't- People won't dance, no, they don't Leave 'em no chance, never fall If I ain't got shit, got my gold Mountains don't- They won't People won't dance, no, they don't Leave 'em no chance, never fall If I ain't got shit, got my goal Got my own goals, I don't need yours |