Tragedy

Follow 0 fans

Dee Gee

Dee Gee Records was a jazz record company and independent record label founded in Detroit, Michigan in 1951 by Dizzy Gillespie and Dave Usher. more »

2:46

0 Views

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

They can't match me

They can't match me this my forte
I f*ck around with that gun play
I f*ck around on that runway
Ima make it like someday
Different path
Went the wrong way
Different math
Had a long day
Fucked it up
Drank the Bombay
3000 like Andrew

They ain't believe in me
They just all doubted me
I don't want none of that
They ain't that proud of me

I had to get the f*ck out
I had to figure it out
I'm at the top of the route
I wanna spit in her mouth
I wanna make her my spouse
Excuse me
Sloppy bitch don't confuse me
Why don't you just amuse me
Entertain like a movie
Put that shit on gang
Illuminati for the fame
All this shit you cannot change
Ain't nobody you can blame
Nothing really was the same

I wanna get on the boat
Head to the cove
Whipping this shit on the stove
My shit is finna be froze
Hit it and go
You left that shit on your nose
You left that shit on your nose
Like let's get this shit on the road

Uhhhh

I'm mixing the green with the gold

Well welcome to the tragedy
Like this is how it had to be
Like this is why they mad at me
And I just wanna take it slow
But I just gotta hit and go
And all my life I prayed for this
But ain't nobody gave a shit

I wanna bark but it's all in the bite
I want the freedom it's all in the fight
I'm in the dark but I'm searching for light
I'm drifting away like I'm up in the sky
You see my smile it's all a disguise
You see the trial I'm searching for life
I'm fighting these demons
I'm searching for God
This is the reason that I cannot trust
This is the reason that this is a must
Life isn't promised and this shit is tough
Counting my blessings like I'm in the club
F*ck all the fakeness I don't need the love
F*ck your profession I'm taking the drugs
F*ck complications I'm pulling the plug
Fake ass bitch don't owe me love
Bitches ain't shit and you know I'm a thug

Well welcome to the tragedy
Like this is how it had to be
Like this is why they mad at me
And I just wanna take it slow
But I just gotta hit and go
And all my life I prayed for this
But ain't nobody gave a shit

I'm a beast in the night I go dumb
God really said I'm the one
I nearly died got a chance
My demons they tryna dance
They tryna make me so cold
I did this shit on my own
Tryna call God on my phone
Like pick up the phone I'm alone

Well welcome to the tragedy
Like this is how it had to be
Like this is why they mad at me
And I just wanna take it slow
But I just gotta hit and go
And all my life I prayed for this
But ain't nobody gave a shit

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer