Promise. (Intro to ?)
Title | Promise. (Intro to ?) |
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Artist | Zeven |
Album | Levitate |
Release Date | 2018-10-17 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse] I'm so frustrated with the state of perception we live in Niggas focusing on lean and weed more than they living I guess this what you get when rappers influence the children We got too many lil niggas whose idols is always killing Rappers getting shot over nothing man this ain't right Soon enough there ain't gon be none of em left I despite that people wanna be some gangsters so bad Don't understand romanticizing the hood and popping another xan Niggas hating on Quavo because he's speaking the truth about an issue that's an epidemic affecting the youth Fentanyl inside a Xanny he's sleeping longer than he expected Wanna ban the guns but getting high's a deadlier weapon The only way to stop the shootings is to stop the shooters They don't care about laws they still gon get a luger And spray into the crowd hella loud Speaking of loud I swear there's weed spreading around Niggas getting high cause inside they very low I'm just speaking my mind on different scenarios Gotta hear both sides everything's better in stereo I might fly out to Ontario The US is great but it's also hella scary tho I wish I was big enough to go book every show I would teach my fans a lesson instead of performing some song that teach em how to lessen themselves I lit the fuse imma blow up it's taking hella long I got to thinking about the reason that I wrote this song I wanted to drop it whenever I blew up but I been wondering if its even gon happen all along I been at it for a minute struggling to get the digits Trying to get to the point where to see me you buying tickets Then imma have the voice to be the new religion Until that moment I'll be manifesting my ambition Focusing up on my school work, kinda Everybody tells me that's the way but I wanna find a Better way other than stuffing kids in a room full of papers and pencils and forcing them to learn the radius of China School don't teach you nothing just memorize for the test And if you pull a mistake then you ending up being stressed They don't even teach you how to keep all of your bread I wanna learn how to save I wanna learn to invest It's got me thinking hard It's got me rushing to get famous so I don't have to go to college and waste my bars My parents wanna say they son is successful Don't worry mom I swear to you I'll become a star And that's a promise, said that's a promise My times upon us, my times upon us This the realest verse I ever wrote This ain't a song it's more a mental note Remind myself to stay in focus Ignore all of the bogus niggas that be doubting then the sooner they gonna notice Imma speak my mind regardless of the fads Stick to the plan then everything moving fast Step on the gas I'm driving up to the bands I'm a real nigga, and that's a factYou might also like |